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By Rajan Thapaliya
This poem is about United state America
By Rajan Thapaliya
Welcome to the land of the fame
I'm far from the radio and video game
The art of nature and best of the best
Mother of universe, thatâ€™s the Mount Everest
Rhododendron is blooming and mountain is smiling
Snow is falling while couples of pigeonâ€™s are flying
Reflects the joy where...
By Ian Dawn
The creatures of the world are all unique and been on this planet for a millennia except one! Man!
How do you tame that which is untameable?
You donâ€™t! you kill it!
A history of writing back to the beginning. Lots of stuff that is on booksie, mostly a blog full of drafts. Worth it for the history.
Silence is the night until the day is forlorn.
I'm talking about a hard life
Violets bloom under the snow. Right?
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The 3rd part of the First to Murders of a President
By Angel Of Life
a little description of my favorite place, my room. :P
Poetry | Updated Aug 24, 2011 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
WHAT NO WOMAN WILL SHARE,
By Proud American Lover
Dying American Opportunity of owning your own business
Two girls are dragged into a magical land called Zomaynia. Scarily enough, they have been having dreams of this place since they were little. What will they do when they find out that they are the girls in the prophecy. It is up to them to destroy the evil sorcerer, Haler. Join them on their...
By Garrett Pollock
The poem is about a man struggling through different types of terrain, trying to get where he was meant to be.
Poetry | Updated Jul 31, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 6
By Ray Mishpat
Do not maiam: de sea, de mountains and de land.