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Random First Lines:The persistent trend of insecurity with a corresponding prediction of a looming disintegration of Nigeria which cynics often argue as the... » Read
Chairty Moore was raised by her mother her whole childhood growing up, and they had a close relationship. Due to Chairty's father being a deadbeat, he wasn't in her life and never has been and she was perfectly fine with that. In fact, she was more than fine with that-- all she needed was her...
This is a gift for every new heart. I hope every moment you cherish ahead may be so blessed with your loved ones. The message we can never forget. :)
A kind king's humble request is bestowed in these pages of our grand festivity. HAPPY ONAM GREETINGS !!!
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Jax Franklin
Poetry | Updated Jan 27, 2014 | Reads: 51 | Comments: 10 | Likes: 14
The concept of social 'order' will always exist, always. There are other ways to interpret the poem, by the way.
All of us wonder about the creation of humanity. WE also wonder about our personal purpose for living. We all want to to feel like we made a difference when we are gone from the world. But life is short and we cannot forget to live in the moment. We are all so busy doing what it takes to...
First piece of poetry I had ever wrote.
Poetry | Updated Jul 31, 2012 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 9
By Eileen Mcguinness
Joan of Arc is an all time heroine of mine and so i have decided to celebrate her life in this short poem.Throughout her brief life she fought battles against the enemy from outside and within her country.A visionary with a heart of solid gold she bravely gathered her armies in an attempt to...
R Rate soley because I have used a few choice words...
So, I dwell on the only dent leaving, scar forming, impact creating, emotion feeling situation I have because it's the only situation that has left a dent, formed a scar, created an impact, and made me feel something to date. I could care...
By Byron Quinn
A poem of contemplation about the tragic effects of the things that haunt our lives
Poetry | Updated Mar 15, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2