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I used to fear death. I wanted to share a short story about the many unique experiences I had on my grandfather's farm when I was only 6 years old. The many things my grandfather taught me about life and ultimately about death.
This is not a story ...its real life
Someone who needed help, never asked for it still gets the help they need.
Poetry | Updated Jun 28, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ashlyn Fay
My Senior year I had to write a Legacy paper and I wrote it to give encouragement to other students.
Sorry, this is not a poem it's a quote. I hope you enjoy:)
What's in a name? "A Rose, by any other name would still...";
Would I care any more, or would you care or be blessed... If the name that I call you, were to be more a test?
You want to see inside me? You want to lay me bare? ...You want me to tell you? To know how much more I care?
An evergreen Christmas message for your loved ones. Hope you bank on this investment for future. Merry Christmas & Happy New Year!!! :)
You always been drawing conclusion why could you ever been scarce for the dearest and the love of being the best person for yourself. Here is a simple day at work for you. An all time hits love ever for life on everlasting meaning on values and beliefs.
All you can serve this New Year 2014 is treasured here. Let us step ahead. :)
I tried to capture how a woaman must feel at maybe one time in her life not sure how will i did.
Have you ever had one of those moments were you want to commit suicide? Those times were you don't know what you were put on earth for? I finally realized something, something important...
When John was a teenager the loss of his other brother devastated him. It devastated him so much that he packed his things and headed for Europe without notifying his parents or girlfriend. He returns home to Vancouver, Canada years later for a visit after an unexpected call from from his high...
A spirit who is stuck on earth, Tries to make his Girlfriend see him.
Its a sad, moving short poem like story, that tries to look at a spirits side of grief.
By James Edgar Cooper
This is a poem that I wrote for DanielReidy's 'Dark Poetry Contest.' This is my very first try at something which is a bit darker than my usual works because I usually like to write poetry that has a happy ending... But this was quite a challenge with it being new territory to me. I've tried my...