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A lament of the direction life took, compared to the hopes and dreams of youth.
By Damian Vincent Henry
Some people love history, because the thought of imagining themselves as knights, vikings and soldiers...actually excites them; and some men and women who lived in that era, needed something much more than being remembered. They looked forward to the future.
Try as we might, keeping our lives on track can sometimes be impossible.
Poetry | Updated Oct 2, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 7
This story takes a voayge through the oceans of the mind, to a destination yet undefined...
LOST HOPE AND FAITH
Poetry | Updated Jul 12, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A woman comes to realize how thin the line cam become that separates hopes, dreams and reality.
Short Story | Updated Jul 9, 2014 | Reads: 194 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Jun 5, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
My heart is now useless. No longer will it have the chance to be loved. My heart has died. It is now lifeless.
By Jack Dragonblood
Be careful what you throw out.
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1961 WITH DIFFERENT HOPES.
Poetry | Updated Apr 19, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A look into a day in the life of a young orphan in Pakistan, with a cliffhanger ending ;)
Short Story | Updated Apr 3, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Harmonic Distortion
Being alone will turned to be the dangerous being that you dont want to imagine. What will you do if your light will fade and turned into black? will you hope for another light to appear or wait until it comes back to you?
Credits to the Owner of the pictures being used in this poem.
By Julian Eckhart
A short poem about drug addicted man who craves redemption.
Poetry | Updated Feb 12, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 5
By Sylvia Mcgrady
Dreams, aspirations, and hopes that many women have -- despite being married, single, LGBS, SAHM or working mom, young, old ... it is about always having the sweetest dreams for others and our own self. I think ...
By Philip Roberts
Shadows of the past
Haunt my world today,
Like dreams now blown away