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taken from my book,
This is a poem about how our decisions are diminishing our world.
A poem about choices and judging. Please tell me what you think, and if I should change anything. Thanks!
By Emera Kat
The title says it all
I would like to make something very clear. As a female I am NOT a feminist. At least not in the trashy, fat, hateful, pentasexual, nasty, awful, black-souled, lazy kind of way. Those people are just looking to cause trouble. I have been appalled by the "feminists" that harassed Dr. Matt Taylor...
By Shannan Browne
What people choose in life... I often wonder if they have realised and self-actualised the why...
Sunday, a day described to relax. Well, of all those week days Sunday is always awaited. Look out, in the poem, Sunday Morning, what Zeevi feels on one such morning.
This fake "novel" is for when I can't sleep. I usually tend to write and create things in my head so I can finally get tired and rest. There would be no genre, no restrictions, no seriousness involved in this work.
By Mister Monday
What really boreds a human being?
Poetry | Updated Nov 17, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Dennard Anthony
Free verse poem about what I want in life and how I can go about getting it.
Poetry | Updated Nov 11, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Michelle gets upset at Ryan for using their relationship as an excuse to slack off at work, Ethan becomes upset with Kimberly when she begins hanging out with Detective Zimmerman and Kyle spreads false rumors about Madeline to spite her, which leads to an ultimatum
By Shabop Shalom
Instead of blaming yourself that you're lazy one day, admitï»¿ to it! Enjoy it!
Another Monday, another long week ahead of Stacie. This is her own personal battle. The battle between her, and laziness. Who will win?
Short Story | Updated Apr 28, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
By Riju Sarkar
A struggling writer is visited by a young lady late at night, her intentions being unclear to the writer himself.