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By Albert Cooper
â€œI look to a day when people will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.â€ Martin Luther King, Jr.
Poetry | Updated Dec 5, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A young man named, Taru is drowning in sorrow after many misfortunes, the latest the death of his daughter. He is driven into madness with the memories of his daughter and him.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the...
A young girl finds herself lost in the forest with no memory of how she got there or where she is. While trying to find her way home she comes across a strange little town which leads her to a startling discovery.
Modern city life
taken from my book, "Taking Our Sweet Little Time"
Coming into "your own",overcoming obstacles and embracing the rocky path to transition inorder to achieve self growth, self acceptance and closure.
By Vampire Slayer
learning to let go of someone you truely and deeply care for
This is the story of my journey through my nine knee surgeries. It talks about acceptance, the process, and how to survive with a career ending injury.
The idea of this term is one that intrigues me. I grew up in a family that practiced contempt on regular basis and I have grown more accepting and understanding as I got older.
The word is powerful and dangerous. I tried to capture a small part of it.
Everywhere everything everyone. Statistics, why fight them?
Poetry | Updated Sep 25, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I grew up in a Christian home, but I myself never had a personal relationship with Jesus. I smiled and did what was asked of me, but I wasn't happy. Bitterness was my constant companion. I allowed things that had happened to me as a child to completely take over my over my life.
My life changed...
For a six year old, nothing can be so painful as discovering that being Mexican is apparently something she should be ashamed of.
Her family encounters prejudice in the new town where her father has been sent to serve in the Spanish ministry, but instead of defeat her parents, through their...
By Anonymous Poet
"suicidal dreams" was a poem i wrote for an English presentation. this poem is not based on myself but on a girl i was once close with. this friend of mine was so beautiful in many ways but society would not let her believe it, i just wish she could have seen through it.
Poetry | Updated Sep 22, 2013 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Kyndal Bailey
A poem about being brainwashed by society,