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Random First Lines:ORIGINAL STORY: THE LOST JEWELS
(AUTHOR: RABINDRANATH TAGORE)
â€˜â€˜A COMPLETE SELF-ANALYSIS,
EDITED AND WRITTEN ON BASIS OF THE... » Read
The awe in which night skies are seen.
Poetry | Updated Nov 21, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Never in my life have I ever wanted to write about how much I love someone. With my writing being more on the dark and depressed side, it's amazing to me how Chris inspires me to write about something in the opposite direction, just by being who he is.
Growing up is difficult, specially giving up the gift of wonder we have as children.
A flightless bird, takes flight.
if you could please comment on your thoughts, because I'm trying to enter a contest and I want to see if this is any good or not.
This is probably one of the first poems I've written which has nothing to do with depression and or love! Lol xD I wrote this for eveferee's 5 lines contest where I was given the setting a Desert and Main idea which was Magic. Being so utterly obsessed with Merlin and Harry Potter I was excited...
Are you happy with life? Do you have the perfect life? This story follows the short ranting's of a man bent on killing the perfection in the world even if that means himself, of course all in the name of the greater good.
A heart's eye view of love
Poetry | Updated Jul 2, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A love poem from a comb to his very heart-kept partner: Hair.
Poetry | Updated May 15, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Sorry for the delay sexy people of the world, I hope you like it.
Book | Updated Oct 13, 2012 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 11
when the news you get is not the news you want
Poetry | Updated Jul 29, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jennifer Brighton
Poetry | Updated Jul 22, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Jennifer Brighton
The beautiful, unobtainable Eris...
By Laila Alexander
My first trip to the Egyptian Museum in Cairo alone, with a new light of awareness.
**Note: this photo was taken before the revolutionary protests, now a few changes here and there happened.
This is about how sometimes you love someone, but you have to leave anyway. This particular situation never happened to me, but the feelings in it are from something true that happened to me.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 22, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0