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How I felt the day I almost lost some-one extremely special to me.
We stood there for hours,
our necks bent back,
Our eyes fixated in the star speckled sky.
By James Edgar Cooper
Kindness is surely a beautiful thing to show to others... But some find it so hard. Society has changed, but that shouldn't mean that we become cruel and cold, thinking only about ourselves when there are others in need of a dose of human compassion and understanding. For some people, all it...
Two lines poem. Written for existentialism contest. Inspired by Jean Paul Sartre. By existence is meant a subjective feeling similar to the presence of things.
taken from my book, "If At All Possible"
Sorcerer's corrupted plan to use the dream world to defeat a wizard's army.
Short Story | Updated Mar 20, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Aubrey The Great
When you realize their actions effects your happiness.
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 13, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
taken from my book, "This Never Happened Before"
We are mere destroyers to this planet, nothing more than a virus spreading amongst this earth crushing everything we come across
I wrote this poem as a means to address the way social media has glamorized the role of "the other woman," or the "side chick." I do not find adultery attractive or glamorous, and what better way to express my feelings than through poetry?
about life and living life
Poetry | Updated Feb 24, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A story of love and lust a forbidden place
By Pedro Starr
Something I wanted to get out there. Part educational, part introspective. Enjoy, or use, but be stronger for it
By James Edgar Cooper
Sometimes in life if we truly love something or someone, we have to let them go and set them free. At times in our life, we may have a special someone in our heart who brings a smile to our face each time we think about them. But at times in life, things don't always work out the way that we'd...
My continuing struggle with the rights of the individual. This poem relates to faith, tolerance and our feelings of being alone.
I'm not religious and have had times when modern religion has rubbed me the wrong way, but everyone prays at some point in their lives. Everyone seeks faith in...