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I dedicate this poem to a mother grieving the loss of her first born son. R.I.P. to Dari-yon Shorter.
Poetry | Updated Nov 3, 2014 | Reads: 50 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.
Poetry | Updated Oct 22, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Momo The Poet
Throughout the day us humans go through many emotions, and this poem describes something that always happens to me.
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Praveen Gola
This Hindi poem highlights the dominating nature of an Indian Husband where He always tried to win His wishes and Overpowered His wife . Though the wife is not so much innocent but still She accepted His wishes due to loyalty and entered Herself knowingly into a deep moat.
Poetry | Updated Oct 5, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I chose 3 quotes from the book, "Tuesday's with Morrie" and explained them while adding personal experiences.
About a son that takes time and appropriate his father and cherish the memories of his father.
The Lexington family name has been widely know, it's multiple businesses has been thriving strong for many years. Until one day it comes crumbling down onto young Alexander Lexington. He is now the only one alive in his family to keep everything going. Along with his new responsibilities, comes...
A bitter, dark lament of the terror of growing old alone.
By B Garth Steinhagen
When we let love slip away...
Poetry | Updated Aug 14, 2014 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Splendid poems in this volume take you to a new level of voice that deserves to be heard from the depth of consciousness.
By Rubianne Wood
Getting over grief
Short Story | Updated Aug 5, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Ted Gerard
This is Unfinished...I found it while cleaning it was on a piece of scrap paper...I tend to write or start ideas and I forget half the things I write... I think it was about a man being chased by himself...idk I'll start writing it again and it'll come to me...lol...my mind
Some of us could potentially relate to this experience.
Poetry | Updated Jul 31, 2014 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0