Heaven Grocery Store Poem Novels & Stories

They Gulped down water while trying to breathe and ended up choking and coughing. They are speechless when they open their eyes and dumbfounded as if the water had gotten in their brain. Their eyes wander around and are bewitched by the wonderful falls. From afar, they can see floating places and gardens. It looks like a floating The Elysian Fields. Only the best varieties can reach the Champs Elysées or the Champs Elysées. Homer sees the Greek version of heaven as a place of perfect happiness, sitting on the edge of the earth, breeze blowing from the ocean and rivers. ...Immoral souls are sent to the underworld of the underworld to die.

This is the start of a new life. I break the heel off my other shoe so they match, but I hope to buy flip-flops when I shop. The bus approaches the street where the grocery store is located, and I pull the string, making it stop. The driver waves goodbye to me, and I hop off, walking the few blocks to the grocery store. I inhale deeply as I enter the automatic doors; the smell of food is overwhelming, and I am STARVING.

Tentatively, the woman stood and walked through the door, her eyes widening at the sight before her: a vast garden bursting with vibrant vegetation, green expanses of grass, towering trees, a glistening fountain, and a serene lake. “This... this must be heaven...” she whispered, dropping to her knees, tears streaming down her face. “Thank God, I didn't give up; at least I've reached heaven…”

Nessa froze, nodding too fast, like a wind-up doll. “Uh, sure,” I managed. “If you don’t mind street food.” His smile was quick, sharp. “Excellent.” I swallowed. The future Alpha of the Midnight Guardians wanted noodles in a paper cup. With us. With me. People streamed away from the field in waves, headed for the square or ducking into shops. The festival smells—sweet batter, grilled meat, fried dough—mixed in the air. My bag tugged at my shoulder, heavy with pins, gloves, and Tina’s untouched lunchbox. I kept the trophy tucked awkwardly in my arm, pretending it didn’t feel like a spotlight.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She never wanted a big house to survive, A small place in his heart was enough for her to thrive. He never wanted her to be perfect, As for him, she was already his most precious asset. They have fought with darkest nights, With a hope to see a morning full of light, Segregated, they were burning in the fire of hell, Together, they are in heaven's shell. Now, no barrier can keep them apart, As they live in each other's hearts. ~dayyyyydreamerrr (S.G.) (15/02/2021-23/06/2021)

Then they resumed their leaps from one tree to another as they inspected the area for any hint of the missing girl. "O what a tender, compassionate friend, He met the need of my heart; Shadows dispelling, With joy I am telling, He made all the darkness depart. Heaven came down and glory filled my soul, When at the cross the Saviour made me whole;" With Ryley continuing singing, they made their way further and further.

The night was still, a hushed silence enveloping the empty parking lot. A glimmer of moonlight illuminated the signpost just beyond the motel, revealing the name of a small diner that stood nearby. Grace's Diner, it read. Its quaint exterior exuded a comforting aura, beckoning me to seek solace within its walls. Intrigued by the prospect of a warm meal and human connection, I made my way toward the inviting establishment.

“I left my home in the Animistic realm of creation, and came to this planet earth, in the universe Ephesus; to contribute my quota to its development, only to meet with incarceration and starvation. Father of All Mercies, my captors have dealt me a severe blow by not feeding me properly. It is not thy will that your creatures will stay without food in this earth. I cannot eat grasses else I would have. I cannot eat fruits but mainly meat. They… they starve me without qualms.' His voice deepened with pain. 'Good Lord, my nerves vibrate with hunger. I can hardly stand on all four. My mane has become dull due to poor nutrition and my roars no longer graceful. Even the frogs now sound better th

I'm trying to pass over this feeling, but it seems like it won't go away, unless I do something about it. “Don’t thank me. You deserve to be here. You’ve worked really hard to get to where you are right now, and I’m super proud of the way you’ve managed to accomplish this. You and your mom are very hardworkers.” She admires. I smile and utter a, “thank you”, before hearing the door of the cafeteria open. I avert my eyes to the door to see Heaven walk in. Oh my god, is she everywhere??? She sees me and makes eye contact with me for a brief second, then loves them around to look at her surroundings.

We were falling deeper into the unforeseen that lie beyond us, and then I heard whispered different Claire shriek, it was like lightning, a flash came and held out our bodies from hitting the ground with the force we carried. Claire's voice was stable and I was still recovering from the light that made everything blaze but my eyes. “Are we in heaven?” She asked as he rubbed her hands on her body, heaven knows what she was trying to verify. “Heaven will vomit you out if you think you can enter one.” I soar at her rather hard.