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Random First Lines:The first time anyone
ever spoke out for
freedom in India was
only and only Guru
Nanak Dev Ji. King Babur
Guru Nanak Dev... » Read
By Neil K
time never stops, so grow as a person. and enjoy what precious life you have on earth, because we don't decide what time we leave.
Poetry | Updated Jul 19, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Katie doesn't have meaning. Will she find it?
A Journey in to the world of your inner mind,
One man goes on a quest to figure out why he's trapped in what he thinks is a dream, what will chris do what will he find, will you discover something true to you?
By Becca Swan
I was a puppet
society held my strings,
I was a girl
And reality controlled my dreams...
By Celia Roberts
A little poem I just felt like writing
By Tyler Voeks
Post modern fiction, about a man dying.
My Christmas message to all my friends and family.
The world has just ended.
As her and her granddaughter fly away from it safely in a spaceship, an elderly woman contemplates the life she had spent on Earth, and considers what to do with the new one she has been granted.
A Lord who is on the verge of death meets a foreigner with an auspicious air about him. He begins to unknowingly envy the man and can't hold back his curiosity, only to discover what true sorrow this foreigner carries and how he can never escape his gift of a curse. (there will be a lot of...
By Titania Hudson
I have included the introduction to my latest release -
By Becca Swan
The sacred ruins of a bitter past.
By Immadi Uttej
The story gives us the real meaning of TIME and also about spending it and not losing it.
By Will Mcconaughey
This is a poem that I wrote after delivering Christmas presents to a very poor Hispanic family. The images that I saw and the gratitude and joy that I saw within the families is something that had to be shared. With that said, I wrote this emotional, yet inspiring poem.
What are we really? How much does our world really matter?