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A continuous poem in a form that i meant to be read through in a rap-like fashion.
Poetry | Updated Sep 27, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Short piece I wrote, feel free to give me some feedback.
Poetry | Updated Aug 8, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A lesson for all those people out there that put their job first.
A poem about death that I wrote when my depression was really bad. Written in 2010.
As the ocean is never full of water, so is the heart never full of love. It is Ocean of Tears. For Chiyo Emika Johnsons, everything was full of sadness and hatred. After her Boyfriend died, She never attend her classes and she's always crying. But one day, He met Marc Takeshi Moore - a new...
Novel | Updated Apr 28, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
My silent letter/poem to a dearly beloved who died recently. May your soul rest in peace. I could never say I love you as emotions made us always feel awkward. But I hope that you always knew. Thank you for reading :)
By Leon Martin Sadino Manguiob
Maxine and Noel . The feeling of losing someone . READ IT :)
Short Story | Updated Feb 4, 2014 | Reads: 83 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This book is about the loss of my son and how I have managed to take such a tragedy and turn it into a positive way to help others. I want parents who have lost a child realize they are not going through this alone.
It's a short story about a motherless daughter, wich I am. It's kind of personal, but I think it's important to know that, if you have both parents, you should feel very lucky. I hope you like this story. If not, it's okay:)
Compares a carpenter who builds homes in this life to the carpenter's Son who builds homes in the next life for all those who believe in Him.
Agony, Misery, my only friends.
By Alfred James
The death and resurrection of Jesus Christ is central to the Christian faith.Â The death and resurrection of Jesus Christ is the divine vindication of the truth that Jesus died in place of sinners needing redemption and justification before an infinitely holy and just God. Thus, the death of...
I wrote this shortly after my Nana died of breast cancer.
Poetry | Updated Jun 10, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mike Fred
Michael White has lost his parents and is now alone on the streets of Detroit. He has no idea what to do, or if he'll ever find anyone to love him. He feels totally alone. The only thing he can do is hope.
I miss the Indian sweets of youth, I can make some, not allowed to have them any more. Doctors orders you see,
You would love them as I do, if you have a sweet tooth too.
The textures, juicy bites, colours, smells, to delight eyes, hearts, and mouth. Rose water some are soaked in,fried crisp...