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By Orinda The Natural
A poem that I wrote while letting my mind run away with me during a flight on an airplane. I wrote this poem during a point in time when I was working on reviving my poetry writing skills while regaining my sense of emotions. Luckily after lacking emotions for 10 years, I now have some much...
Stay beautiful is the new slogan for all ages.It is the need of the hour.
Article | Updated May 20, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Four very short creative narratives which express the final stages of earth's destruction / human extinction.
Wrote this while I was dreaming of a better life.
When I started writing I wasn't really sure about what I was writing, so I just wrote and wrote and when I was done I read it and I really liked it (I hope you do too).
and I'm thinking this little piece of writing could turn out to be something...
I disappeared four years ago. I no longer exist..
By Anthony Mb
This story concerns a five year old child's relationship with his mother... or lack thereof. Speaking about the people we love, it's a testament to the difference between who they are and who we want them to be; or in this case, the difference between the daydreams of this child's overactive...
Poetry | Updated Apr 25, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ace Bates
Gian is said to be the most imaginative kid in their town. He will now face the advantages and the dark challenges within his exotic mind.
This story is a combination of hope, faith, love and the reality which Gian Ime wants to change with his imaginations.
Seeing the storm from the inside.
By Robert Kasch
Why kids long for the 'good old days'
Miscellaneous | Updated Apr 15, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Its a poem hoe Miss Cookie met Mr chocolate
"The past is a gaping hole. You try to run from it, but the more you run, the deeper, more terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. Your only chance is to turn around and face it. But it's like looking down into the grave of your love, or kissing the mouth of a gun, a...
How far could you think of the reasons why someone would an hour late ?
Short Story | Updated Apr 6, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
In a time when life leaves no traces......is when love shines and gives hope
Each and every one of us has the ability to escape todays problems and relax within another dimension deep in our minds.