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Random First Lines:A poem I wrote about me being shattered like broken glass, wondering what life has to offer me.
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If Snow White and Charming from 1937 haven't found each other and send letters to each other these days, in 2014.
Here is how it might look like.
When we provide facts the best approach I have done is real time experienced. Here is something what I have learned this day in IIPM, Bangalore.
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Elton Camp
The lesser-known sequel
Poetry | Updated Mar 18, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Chris Green
It is the middle of summer and protagonist finds that time seems to stand still. What is going on?
Two boys, brought together by sheer coincidence. They form a bond, and eventually, become way more than just friends. But time is running out, the clock is ticking and there isnâ€™t that much time left. Will everything be alright when the time runs out? Or will there still be things that...
Too lazy to write a real summary. XD But I can tell you this. This is seriously not a true poem. FICTION FICTION FICTION. THANK YOU AND ENJOY. XD I'm pretty sure I kinda failed on this poem but oh well...:P
Poetry | Updated Nov 19, 2013 | Reads: 31 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 7
The story of the maiden who falls in love with a God.
By James Troxler
I love cliches. I love seeing them, using them, and challenging them. Time to bring one down to earth and give it a good kicking.
This one's for the ladies who've been smitten and bitten.
not many people will understand this, but it expresses my feelings of abandoning my child self, alone and waiting for a prince who never came, and I don't care
Isabelle is a seventeen year old girl, who is prevented by the strict Ms. Dalton to make the most of life in the exquisite city of Venice. Yet, this apparently fragile bird is not kept back for long, for she soon finds the courage to flee her cage...
When her friends say they have a surprise for her, this wasn't what she expected.
Short Story | Updated Mar 6, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
In the early hours of New Year's Day, Jess is roaming the streets in barely a t shirt with no phone, keys or money.
This one was written for my 3 year old nephew.
Short Story | Updated Jan 24, 2013 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short poem.
Poetry | Updated Jan 16, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1