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Another rainy day
What happens when one phone call changes a monther's Christmas, and her whole life, in seconds...
Includes one swear word.
Short Story | Updated Oct 27, 2013 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
The morbid beauty that we meet at the end of the very end- Death
Tragedies often catch people off guard. The icy hands of death take you in its grip when you are still busy chasing affairs of life treating them as real. ... I am sure when I would leave this world, I would have no regrets. After all, I came to share the road of life with such exceptional...
Death is more honest than life....So itâ€™s really amusing, and tragic as well, that society first promotes crime and then the same society delivers verdicts. Isnâ€™t that height of absurdity?
Short poem on bereavement.
Poetry | Updated Sep 11, 2013 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
A fantasy story about an ex soldier who may or may not have been driven to madness...
By Monsieur Mondo
Three sketches, two loosely autobiographical, touching on themes of mortality and loss, two legged or otherwise.
By Indie Skreet
clumsily broken bad news
Poetry | Updated Jan 17, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Fragment Earth â€“ An epic adventure into misunderstanding, this series of psychological short stories, explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself.
Cold Concept: Is Easy To Do
Sadly, among those tasks which we...
By Selene Arghans
When you lose someone you lose part of yourself which leaves a huge gaping hole in your heart.
Struggling to accept her loss, cope with day to day life and excel in a career she once loved, can Jade re-fill that empty place with love and affection once more?
When someone we love has passed over, we don't just forget them.
Poetry | Updated Jun 6, 2012 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mary Adam
A poem in loving memory of a family member
Poetry | Updated Jun 3, 2012 | Reads: 80 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Pining for a lost love, in a room of gloom.
By Fraser Muir
A poem about my boyfriend written 18 months after he hanged himself...