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We all have our sleeping angel
Poetry | Updated Mar 23, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It is a very sentimental poem. It is the painful feeling when love hurts cruely. When someone doesn't understand us, we feel_ "Love is neither an entreaty, nor a dedication, nor a worship but a business; businees of two eqal races."
Poetry | Updated Mar 10, 2015 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Zed Tassian
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 16, 2015 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 2
A refutation of the wrong notion on the part of the beloved.
Poetry | Updated Jan 5, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
This is a poem based on the conflict people face when choosing between nature and books (or studies).
Poetry | Updated Dec 1, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes people aren't your responsibility
Poetry | Updated Aug 11, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The days that passed brings clouds of fear into our hearts, the days that go by cripples us at heart and mind.......shadowing the happiness n light that hovers over us...Healing needs time yet it comes...
It is about a person in search of BLISS. It describes the mental and physical state and asserts on the synchronisation of the two to achieve the condition of BLISS.
"When u were born the agel send the light , the never thought to see such a beutiful sight".
This story talks about a teenager, born with health problems.
went through a car accident, somebody who sees life ,like a stream that doesn't exist.
who will help him carry on ..who will make him see...
By Jasmine Brown
Home in the arms of the one I love . . . .
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hold me up...don't drag me down
Poetry | Updated Mar 23, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Cris Clc Writings
First Paragraph Of The Short Story, "Explosions bursting in the sky, earsplitting cries coming from the great skyline vessels as they set the clouds a blaze with beams of unimaginable light and enormous power! Doom was afoot and after long decades of war and incomprehensible losses, our people...
Life is not for fetching a better end.
By Apoorva Raghunandan
Nature, a great friend.
Poetry | Updated Jan 25, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1