Here's a game to test your writing abilities, hopefully we can learn to be more eloquent in our writing!
Simple rules, a few pictures will be posted (no humans/faces) and you must select one of the picture as an inspiration to write a paragraph or two (don't go crazy) about anything you like, but it must connect with something in the picture...the point is to draw in the audience and see what we can come up with using the same pics. Anyone who wants to join in has to give reps (not just likes) to the posts they like the most so that there's an incentive to participate and participants can give it to their all (reps from me as well inshallah). Make sure to clarify which picture you selected in your post. I will change the pictures regularly. If anyone wants to submit a pic as a suggestion, send it to me through PM and I'll take it into consideration.
Here's an example of what I mean
It was one of the coldest days of the year for two reasons. The first was that, well, it really was cold, but the second reason was because this was the first day of her first heart-break, and to her, that made the world seem colder than it ever was. She went to the park and checked the wooden bench which clearly looked damp from the melted snow. Lucky for her, it was dry to the touch and was in perfect view of the sun which was about to set at any moment. It was the perfect time of day—the time between late afternoon and early evening, when most people are rushing to get home from work, families are finishing their supper, and the next shift at the workplace was to begin, but she was away from the hustle and bustle of the town and nothing mattered except the glisten of the sun on the partially melted snow.
GET IT?
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Last edited by *charisma*; 06-14-2016 at 08:11 PM.
Nothing sadder than 2 people being very good friends, coming from 2 different families, finding similarities and liking eachother, feeling sympathetic, only for 1 of them to become corrupted (but not entirely so - you have to keep that touch of understanding)
And then there is that friend who still fights to keep you on the path, and the one who strays is very kind but has become corrupted.. he understands, and knows very well.
I find the part where Doc knows etc. but still wants to cut ties, while Steel wants to keep ties, they both want to, but Doc has this mentality of seeking power. I find that quite emotion-filled.
In the middle of night Mr Saad drove recklessly in the outskirts of the city.Heedlessly he stopped his car in corner of a water pump.Distraught Mr Saad came out of his car and started walking inside the roadside forest in dead of night.Humanity becomes lost in a dark forest and so was Saads devastated soul!His steps became heavier in the darkness.Only single thought racing in his mind was what if I had stopped her??What if He had believed her beloved!What if he hadn't accused her of infidelity and truly hurt her feelings!!Oh Why couldn't he just put an end to his jealous thoughts???How could he just let her life walk out of his life?A light pole gleamed on his footsteps ,creating a silhouette in gloom and oppressiveness of night.On and on he walked with mind clouded with only one vision.Tearful eyes of his love and her frantic attempts at accounting herself.Why does one become so despondent?Crestfallen Saad continued walking in dark of night knowing deeply that his heedlessness had resulted in his biggest loss of life.
Doc walked lonely in the shade of the trees, shading him from the blazing heat. Doc thought he'd take a nap and eat some apples. Doc then fell asleep.. peacefully.
A crow made itself to Doc, scaring him awake. Doc wondered "what is this crow, bothering me like this?" only to hear a voice echoing "you did not kill your best friend" reminding him of Steel, and his fight.. Doc fussed and a bit agitated "don't remind me of that brother!" the unknown voice replied "why don't you hate more? " Doc having had enough said "I ain't listening to you, and I am not playing into your game."
Brother Tap formed the crow in the shape of Doc's best friend, Steel. Doc not interested fell asleep.. Peacefully. LOL.
The road ahead goes on for miles, the skies above grow dark.
A little light shines here and there - even in times stark.
Who knows the destination, true? Worry not, don't be blue.
Our Lord, above, knows all the things that we never knew.
Worry not on what has been, it's over now, no longer seen.
Keep your gaze ahead and straight, you'll keep a mind that's clean.
But only if you hold on tight, to what we call The Deen.
Love the Lord, your Rabb, Allah, subhano wa Ta'ala.
Hold to that rope for all your life, especially during strife.
Trust HIM alone, then you'll see. We just might earn true Victory
Last edited by Insignificant; 05-31-2016 at 08:16 PM.
Doc woke up and started his plans and set forth on his path of revenge. Doc wanted to kill his brother who killed his parents. Doc sought revenge on behalf of his parents. So he deceitfully let an evil man train him only for Doc to kill his trainer 5 years later.
So it went, from person to person, forming a gang and sacrificed love in place of Revenge and hatred. he became a man enslaved by revenge. Clinging on to the burning coal, eating him away. But he had his reasons which kept him alive.
Self-deluded by his ambitions and goals, he marched ahead, striving on his path to kill his brother, Tap. he never killed a person, but his hatred grew, his vision grew more fixed.
And so for a while it went, and then an unknown person setup a plan for Doc and Tap to meet.. And they met, Doc fueled with hate, while Tap sitting like a king.
Doc hurtful and but with a hateful voice said "why did you do this?!" with a moment of silence, Doc with a thrust of hatred replied "It doesn't matter anymore, I will end this, here!" Tap not surprised said, "Doc, don't you think this is a perfect place to die?" Doc not understanding "what you on about!"
Doc not patient drew his long forgotten sword, and with his new powers, started the battle. Doc arrogantly with hatred embedded in his soul, striked Tap from the back with a piercing sword. "This is it, brother" Doc arrogantly said. Tap replied "you are not even worth killing, foolish little brother" in a moment of silence, Tap disappeared.
Tap then blazingly fast kicked Doc in the stomach, and thrusting him to the wall, gasping for air. "you are weak, brother, you know why? Because you lack hatred." In that moment of silence, blind, Doc thought for himself, and made himself appear from behind, only to find himself entrapped in Tap's game of hide and seek.
They fought till the sun set. Doc becoming sick of this, not knowing why. Doc moved by his hatred to kill his evil brother who mercilessly took away his parents, powered up, trying to attack his brother.. Doc’s eyes widdened at the power of his brother, while trying to save himself from his evil, got drawn to a wall, an abyss. Only a moment, entrapped like rat in a cage, so close to death.. In the end Tap said “well done, little brother, you’ve become like I wanted you to be!! Dread in fear!!” Doc fearful, tried to escape only for a pain to strike him down to the ground. Tap shed an affectionate smile "forgive me brother", and died from blood loss.
Doc who lost his path, was confused and easily mislead.. Not knowing what to hunt for next.
May Allah forgive me if I said anything wrong. Ameen. And Allah SWT knows best.
The wind was cold and relentless, it howled mournfully, ripped through my fraying jacket, and tore at my ice-cold fingers, gripped in a tight-fisted clench. 'That's all you can do?" I shouted in defiance, "That's all you've got?"
My voice sound so small, so insignificant, so fragile. The screaming gale plucked my words the moment they tumbled from my lips and scattered them into the yawning darkness. The night was creeping forwards, I could see it lurking on the outskirts of the road, its cold tendrils winding around my ankles.
I pressed on. The wind snatched my breath away, so strong it was a physical force pushing me back into the darkness. Away from the light - glimmering dimly ahead. Tears were forced from my eyes, the wind was deafening, a haunting cacophony of shrieks. With a burst of strength I didn't believe I had, I stretched out my hands, like a drowning man reaching for a raft in the deepest of oceans, and tore through the blackness and fell gasping to my knees into the light.
With fumbling fingers I jerked open the car door and climbed inside. The storm hammered in frustration at the windows. I was safe at last.
The desert is expanding. It can't be stopped. It won't be stopped...
It is beautiful, is it not? Such savage nature yet so pleasing to the eye. Those were my first thoughts when I first laid my eyes on a desert. Now here I am again.
Sand, upon sand, upon sand, as far as my eyes strain to see. I take tentative steps forward, each step being devoured by the sand beneath my feet. I crouch down, pick up a handful of sand and let it sift through my fingers. I watch each grain, each speck fly with the mild breeze, away from me. I pick up... "ARGH!" I throw the sand as far away from me as I can. It burns. It stings. It hurts. The sun is blazing down upon me making my hand burn even more. I forgot. The desert can be a killer.
Wrong time, wrong place, no amenities, no necessities all can lead to death. The unforgiving desert will claim the helpless human. I stand up and look at this ever growing, harsh, stunning, captivating beast of nature and I ponder. I ponder about what the desert has seen, touched, taken, covered, buried, yielded and yes, killed. What part it played in the many civilisations that rose and fell, kingdoms born and brought down, in the times of peace and in the times of war...
I turn away and walk to back to the world of concrete, to greenery, to steel landscapes and I bid the desert farewell... For now...
Last edited by Qurratul Ayn; 05-29-2016 at 10:47 PM.
The road seemed straight enough, simple enough to navigate even on the darkest of nights. But the darkness holds secrets and teaches painful lessons to weary travellers. On this occasion it was you and I, tentatively reaching out to one another and attempting to carve ourselves a path, a future, something to look back on. But the lights in the distance remained where they were. We enjoyed many a moonlit walk but the light of day never did shine on our dreams and allow them to continue into the soft sunlight of the day. We gave up too soon. We weren't brave enough to pick our own path. We stuck to what was safe and allowed ourselves to part ways. But hearts have a beautiful way of staying connected. You and I.
How poetic
format_quote Originally Posted by Serinity
Off topic: I am laughing at my story! soo hilarious!
loool that was one weirddd story
format_quote Originally Posted by sister herb
At the night, when Steven was already asleep, he suddenly woke up and realised that he was in the middle of the desert. Everywhere was just sand, nothing than sand. How it was possible he was there? Then he saw a camel coming. It´s rider was unknown man, wearing with pure, green silky robe. Steven knew this was the king he was looking for.
Lovely story mashallah, reminds me of a bedtime story
format_quote Originally Posted by Serinity
With a lot of quarreling, it settled with Steel poisoning them, leaving them lifeless.
So much killing and death :x
format_quote Originally Posted by Timi Scar
"hold the door, hold the door, hold the door... hodor hodor hodor" (guess the pic lol new game)
format_quote Originally Posted by Arfa A Khan
In the middle of night Mr Saad drove recklessly in the outskirts of the city.Heedlessly he stopped his car in corner of a water pump.Distraught Mr Saad came out of his car and started walking inside the roadside forest in dead of night.Humanity becomes lost in a dark forest and so was Saads devastated soul!His steps became heavier in the darkness.Only single thought racing in his mind was what if I had stopped her??What if He had believed her beloved!What if he hadn't accused her of infidelity and truly hurt her feelings!!Oh Why couldn't he just put an end to his jealous thoughts???How could he just let her life walk out of his life?A light pole gleamed on his footsteps ,creating a silhouette in gloom and oppressiveness of night.On and on he walked with mind clouded with only one vision.Tearful eyes of his love and her frantic attempts at accounting herself.Why does one become so despondent?Crestfallen Saad continued walking in dark of night knowing deeply that his heedlessness had resulted in his biggest loss of life.
You captured the feelings of regret very well
format_quote Originally Posted by 'abd al-Hakim
Love the Lord, your Rabb, Allah, subhano wa Ta'ala.
Hold to that rope for all your life, especially during strife.
Trust HIM alone, then you'll see. We just might earn true Victory
Words to live by
format_quote Originally Posted by noraina
The wind was cold and relentless, it howled mournfully, ripped through my fraying jacket, and tore at my ice-cold fingers, gripped in a tight-fisted clench. 'That's all you can do?" I shouted in defiance, "That's all you've got?"
My voice sound so small, so insignificant, so fragile. The screaming gale plucked my words the moment they tumbled from my lips and scattered them into the yawning darkness. The night was creeping forwards, I could see it lurking on the outskirts of the road, its cold tendrils winding around my ankles.
I pressed on. The wind snatched my breath away, so strong it was a physical force pushing me back into the darkness. Away from the light - glimmering dimly ahead. Tears were forced from my eyes, the wind was deafening, a haunting cacophony of shrieks. With a burst of strength I didn't believe I had, I stretched out my hands, like a drowning man reaching for a raft in the deepest of oceans, and tore through the blackness and fell gasping to my knees into the light.
With fumbling fingers I jerked open the car door and climbed inside. The storm hammered in frustration at the windows. I was safe at last.
Mashallah beautiful imagery
format_quote Originally Posted by Qurratul Ayn
Picture K
The desert is expanding. It can't be stopped. It won't be stopped...
It is beautiful, is it not? Such savage nature yet so pleasing to the eye. Those were my first thoughts when I first laid my eyes on a desert. Now here I am again.
Sand, upon sand, upon sand, as far as my eyes strain to see. I take tentative steps forward, each step being devoured by the sand beneath my feet. I crouch down, pick up a handful of sand and let it sift through my fingers. I watch each grain, each speck fly with the mild breeze, away from me. I pick up... "ARGH!" I throw the sand as far away from me as I can. It burns. It stings. It hurts. The sun is blazing down upon me making my hand burn even more. I forgot. The desert can be a killer.
Wrong time, wrong place, no amenities, no necessities all can lead to death. The unforgiving desert will claim the helpless human. I stand up and look at this ever growing, harsh, stunning, captivating beast of nature and I ponder. I ponder about what the desert has seen, touched, taken, covered, buried, yielded and yes, killed. What part it played in the many civilisations that rose and fell, kingdoms born and brought down, in the times of peace and in the times of war...
I turn away and walk to back to the world of concrete, to greenery, to steel landscapes and I bid the desert farewell... For now...
F). Kitty knew she had done something naughty but knowing the person that is me, she leant forward with the feeling that anyone would succumb to her beauty that showed only immense innocence on her part. She knew how to win over hearts with the fact that she is after all, just a kitty, herself
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