Glory Neeraj shares her story ‘The Cryptic Roman Covenant’ for #QuinTale-55. Please read and share yours for this #writingprompt: https://penmancy.com/quintale-55
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Author: GloryNeeraj
GloryNeeraj is an impassioned educator, blogger, and creative writer whose soul is set ablaze by an insatiable ardor for the written word. With a deep love for literature and linguistics, she expertly crafts narratives that resonate deeply, forging connections through the sheer power of words.
Weathered by Welcome
Glory Neeraj shares her poem ‘Weathered by Welcome’ for #PenMuse-55. Please read and share yours for this #writingprompt: https://penmancy.com/penmuse-55/
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Footfalls of Fortitude
Soles fray Battles won Haggard shoes Countless miles Rough terrains Valour shown Sullen nights Tears well up Sorrow etched Author’s Note: Tread upon the piogant
The Rising Phoenix
Glory Neeraj shares the poem ‘The Rising Phoenix’ for #PoetryPrompt 5 at #TaleathlonS3. Submission for the challenge is open till 11:59pm today
Mortality’s Melodic Muse
Glory neerak shares the poem ‘Mortality’s Melodic Muse’ for #PoetryPrompt 3 at #TaleathlonS3.
Submission for the challenge is open till 11:59pm today.
Tagore’s Radiant Revival
Glory’s ‘Tagore’s Radiant Revival’ is a #Poetry3 submission for Tale-a-thlon. Read it here. The window for #submission closes tonight at 11:59pm, so if you’re participating, send in your #poems now.
Byte-Deep Dreams
Glory Neeraj shares her poem ‘Byte-Deep Dreams ’ for #TaleathlonS3 Poetry Prompt 2. Read it here. Submissions close at 11:59pm tonight. #writingprompt #writingcommunity #writingchallenge #penmancyevents #penmancyanniversary
Ebon Bond Melodies
Glory Neeraj’s ‘Ebon Bond Melodies’ is a #Poetry1 submission for Tale-a-thlon. Read it here.
An Ethereal Pluviophilic Reverie
As the clouds gathered above, dark and brooding, an anticipatory hush fell over the village. The air thickened with the scent of damp earth, the
An Ode to Identity
Oh, how the winds of fate did gently blow, Unveiling mysteries, a truth to know. Within the heart of a restless soul, A journey commenced
Triumph of True Colors
Amelia stood at the edge of the bustling street, her heart pounding against her ribcage. Rainbow flags fluttered in the warm breeze, their vibrant colors