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This poem talks about two people who are drawn to each other by a passionate LOVE. But, this LOVE, it remains HIDDEN forever in their hearts. Do you know a LOVE like this?
This is a poem about someone who took advantage of their life, and they figure out how wrong they were to disobey everybody except themselves.
This was written for a Challenge. The challenge was to write a poem on a subject - mine was Death. I was given the quote which is in "inverted commas" in the poem and was written by Kahil Gibran, that had to be incorporated in the poem. Like other Callenges I have entered the results were...
Poetry | Updated May 29, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 10
For you (you know who you are)
By X Knowingeyes X
(I'm hoping this is okay, please read and let me know how I can improve...that would be a big help! ;))
'My last thought was...'here come the dreams'...'
If you're whole world revolved around whether you were going to die, what would you do? If someone told you that eternity was what awaited...
Poetry | Updated May 11, 2011 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Dannika Summers
Just a quick description of the love I hope to find one day.
Poetry | Updated May 3, 2011 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
Some of the mystical teachings that Buddhism shares with the other major world religions.
By Iason Tonyaka
Lost in a time two souls collide, unable to remain together in life. One struggles to find and keep the other from when they first were together when japan was torn by wars, to cascading deserts of egypt, the dark ages of europe, the grueling life of the new colonies in the America's and a life...
Down the rollar coaster,
All love shatters,
Merely memories remain,
Thinking of the old days.
By James Mcharg
In a futuristic world torn by war, a young man named Alex, living in poverty, suddenly finds himself on the frontlines, among old heroes and legends brought back to turn the tide of the conflict. But will the planet survive long enough to see the fighting end?
By The Gift
A style that's all about "The Message"
Do you control money or does it control you??
Poetry | Updated Jan 30, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By The Gift
Hear the Cries of Our Children before it's too late...
I see you passing me by, you're just like all the rest...
I know your type. No wonder so many of us die...
You won't make a difference... T.G.â˜º
By The Gift
It's what I see...