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This content is written in order to re-vizualise the limitations of man, and their helplessness before Death..
By James Edgar Cooper
The French Novelist Honore de Balzac once said "True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations; it is seen with white hairs and is always young at heart." Love is wonderful, but true love is beautiful. When things come together and we...
Do animals have emotions...if you ever doubted it then you need to read this true story narrated in the form of poetry. It is the story of two dogs - a brother and a sister. Brother fell sick and was about to die...Sister took it on herself and helped brother to recover but strange as it may...
By Jasmine Brown
For someone who has found a new love...here is a wonderful poem for you...
Heather is left alone at the weekend, and goes for a walk to the sunflower field near her home. however the person that she would least expect to be there might make an appearance...
Please leave your opinions! good and bad ! The difficulty alot of us young ladies have or had. If your becoming woman, are one, or simply a male with a curious appetite this should be for you.
By Tucker Haase
A continuation to my short story "A Peasant and a Queen". Hope you enjoy.
By Chris Bradbury
This is the story of Conrad Borscz who, in the space of a few days, loses his wife, his job and his house. He goes to the south coast to recuperate at Beachside, a guest house but, much against his will, becomes entangled in the local politics and the disasters of other people's lives.
Book | Updated Jun 4, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A short prose piece about a meadow in the night comprised by a song.
expressway for Slaughtering Steps.
Orange Juice spiked
nails me with rusted
Toasted or Frozen, Blood
This was supposed to be loosely related to war but I chose to focus on the emotions it causes rather than a description of it.I hope that you might think that I was able to portray some of the emotions involved in it, enjoy!
Well, as you can tell... I was REALLY hoping for spring after four months of snow and freezing cold. The winter can only be so beautiful for so long...
I'm sorry. for everything. for not realising. for being a jack ass. for hurting you. for me. for everything. and its too late, but I'm so so sorry. with all my heart.
A man's thoughts after losing his first true love.
Poetry | Updated Feb 17, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0