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By Will Veazey
Light will always separate the dark as dawn always follows the night, just as the true king promised.
A poem based on war, and the future we could face if our super-nations were to collide
A short poem about the diminishing society and country we live in.
A great uncle of mine died on the Western Front from battle wounds received at Arras and during WW2 another great uncle remarked on the poppies again at Arras.The spirits of our dead kin have come up to greet us he said.
It's about the wish, to create something everyone will know. To be known forever. The craving for fame. The acknowledgement one deserves.
A metaphoric description and definition of both life and death as it relates to our beginning of life on earth and the end of life when we pass away.
Short Story | Updated Oct 17, 2013 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Lord Krishna is one of the most lovable Lord . He has struck chords with both children and aged people . His
Let's not downplay the importance of Brahmin by birth alone.When birth of a human being is a great affair then how a birth in Brahmin class be of little significance ?
There is no honour or glory.
By Mark Msallem
It's about love and a passionate kiss
a story vaguely centered around gender confusion, but mostly about glory holes, dub-con, and crossdressing.
Short Story | Updated Sep 5, 2013 | Reads: 306 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A Christian poem of faith.
The Day the Senate met was our Judgment. The decisions that proceed from their leave scars to our ultimate destiny. I wish,in the first place,all my friends the best of the best and myself in the least. God bless.
A stand in the Vapor Mist trail
deaf ears to Criers wail.
Jackstand Alone amidst the crowbar Junkyard
leaning hard on a windless day.
Kid at the Corner store no Change No Chore
Super Clean Heat no Glory for evermore.
No pantolones only remembered stories