goldenrose's profile
AGE:
17
LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: June 30
LOC: United Kingdom
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: June 30
I’m 16 and a musilm convert. I converted when I was 14 as I could see how happy my mother was when she converted when I was 8. I have an imense love of literature and writing and hope to follow that through when I leave college to go to university :-)
My blog is: http://golden-rosa.blogspot.com/
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The dark clouds of the evening released merciless droplets of rain onto a hooded silhouette as it hurried up the harsh stone steps. The wind whirled violently, attempting to dissuade the mother’s intention. Clutching a vulnerable bundle in her arms, Emma’s eyes darted across the silent deserted streets of Rome. Staring up at the orphanage, tears of pain welled over her eyes, blurring her vision. Her hand trembled along with her aching heart as she knocked on the door.
Version 1
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No lighting except dim spotlight on a middle-aged man sat cross-legged on a gold and red rug. He is surrounded by items of clothing and an A4 paper, face down on the rug. He is wearing a smart black suit and hair slightly matted. Has a ‘posh’ accent. Steven - (He smiles fondly at the items on his bed then begins to speak slowly) My collection. They all belonged to my… (As he thinks he slowly smiles serenely). My Family. Yes. Yes, that’s right. My Family. (Steven picks up a blood red cashmere ...
Version 1
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Pouring over research, plans and plots, Watching your heart decorate the sheet, An authorial voice speaks, Your mind and soul leaks, Trickling onto the page is your love and life. Nothing is hidden from a ‘Reader’. Though not just any reader, A ‘Reader’ with experience, Their eyes and mind have been trained, Capable enough to see through your feeble shield of twisting turning narrative. Their sceptical thinking fights through your defence, Of glittering metaphors and dancing characters. The e...
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I watch you fighting I feel my love igniting Your warm arms inviting Unburden your heart, do not resist My one deep wish Is to support you through your anguish You persist on protecting my heart Your silent struggle begins to strain And your distance forces us apart Then you sense my pain Your wings reach over me Like an angel you shield me Your halo severs from you As your troubles whirl violently around you They refuse to set you free Though no one hears your plea You refuse to cry out You ...
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I watch you fighting I feel my love igniting Your warm arms inviting Unburden your heart to me One deep wish Is to support you out of your anguish You protect my mind and heart Your silent struggle begins to strain And your distance forces us apart Then you see my pain Your wings reach over me Like an angel you shield me Your halo severs from you As your troubles whirl violently around you They refuse to set you free Though no one hears your plea ………. Because it is hasn’t left your soul and m...
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This was a nice little piece. The 'mossy gate' shows how time has past. And 'Tripping on childhood' I suppose you mean the memories coming back? Very nicely done :-)
100.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
Loved the first line as it immediately got me asking questions. I was hooked throughout as you have an engaging storyline and easy to follow. The ending was amazing. A beautiful finish :-)
I'm slightly confused, what exactly id the message? I thought this part was great though, it really drew me in :-) Bring out the dead. Bring you all out Hollowed on the inside; Good work :-)
0.0% Review Quality (2 Votes)
I, personally, really enjoyed reading this and wanted to know more :-). You descriptions were perfect and the last line finished it brilliantly, good work :-)
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