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Random First Lines:This is a sort of diary or journal of my life. It includes how I lost my best friends, how I made new friends, how I fell in love, and how I deal... » Read
By Anam Tariq
People are only concerned about themselves, but when there is a need to make a difference, people give up. To make even a little difference, Stand together and don't give up until you reach your destination!
By Charlie Dewatt
The path of life of a person is not like the paths on the earth. It is full of mystery , challenges and surprises.
Want to guess what I had just done when I wrote this?!
By Just Maxx
Um, this is just a poem I wrote a while back. There's a lot of feeling behind it for me, but it's nothing special. I hope you enjoy it.
taken from my book, "As The Marker Snaps"
A Christian poem of faith.
Poetry | Updated Apr 10, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
a poem I wrote about love and physical abuse.
Poetry | Updated Apr 4, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Like a soldier in battle, beating on through
It will wait for no one, not even you
You may not feel the pile of sand glide through your fingers
Pushed out by the soldier, for he never hinders
Each droplet of sand some precious, some small, some heavy, all fall
Looking back you'll notice how...
A less than chance meeting of Cow and Farmer.
I really have no idea where this nonsence ideas come from. Please take this cookie ---> O ,
to calm yourself after accidentally clicking this link to this bizzare...i don't know what to call it.
A poem about wrinkled hands. Inspired by a story in "chicken soup for the soul" about a mother who saved her child from a fire and also, inspired by a story about Albrecht DÃ¼rer regarding his painting called "Betende HÃ¤nde" (the Praying Hands)(Og Mandinoâ€™s book, A Better Way To Live)
By Lost Writer
When the world is spinning out of control, just stop and remember that you are never alone, no matter what you think.
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...
Our addiction to the use of cell phones.