amara hope

Category: short fiction

  • ‘Darkness’ Poem

    Sometimes Your soul becomes darkness A formation, When words are of the sounds. The Notion of nuances. Round the pool of light Pondering through Blackness Bleak and tiresome prolonging, While waiting upon the earth Fearlessness becomes you. A continuous crusade. © Amara Hope Melechi

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  • Dark beating heart.

    A dark passage of time was creeping up on myself, slowly from behind. The tension was building shivers up and down my spine. Each time I turned around I could feel a shadow watching over me. Something was looking deep into my soul, and my body was shaking I felt like I was going to…

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  • Chairs and Knife.

    The tall row of flats looked incredibly bleak and dismal, with graffiti all down one side of the building and one small patch of green grass in front of a group of trees. The front door of the building was an off-yellow custardy colour that wasn’t exactly pleasing to look at. The couple had walked…

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