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By Bhavya Sinha
Another poem..don't know what I just wrote..I guess this came naturally..I was just scribbling on a page and ended up with this...:)
By Elda Megurine
Lin has known his father for a long time. He's also known about his love of birds.
But maybe Lin will find out...
Can be obsession.
Novel | Updated Mar 21, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A bartender & a Parrot meet, badly.
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 10, 2015 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Gone Fishing
A bird in flight
Poetry | Updated Jan 20, 2015 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
About hope, life & faith, and in this poem, Jesus.
By Annarose 86
A bird adventure
Short Story | Updated Dec 7, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Poetry | Updated Dec 6, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poetry for, oh so human pets. Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Nov 19, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is a story about two neighbors who fought over who had the right to possess hummingbird feeders.
'Memoirs of A Jail Bird' tells the story of a young lady who has been forced into
Poetry | Updated Oct 23, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Who doesn't love the freedom?
Almost everyone would love to be free and independent. In this modern world people are more independent and love to do everything as per their wish, nobody would ever like if their independence is hampered by anyone.
But what if you are freedom is taken for a day?
It was a bright sunny Sunday. The birds chirped happily, the wind blew as soft as a motherâ€™s touch. Altogether, it was a fine Sunday......
Short Story | Updated Sep 13, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Beautiful stranger, dressed all in white,
what makes you wander the mountains tonight?
By Stephanie Young
A chirping bird, a busy barn. It all falls quiet when a hazel eyed girl arrives in a nightgown.
By Miss Lea
Sometimes you can call and call and no-one seems to hear
Poetry | Updated Jul 19, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2