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It was a short day, I never thought at the end of the day that World War II would end, and my husband would not return to me. Why you ask, he... » Read
This is a fictional poem.
Poetry | Updated Oct 13, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Destiny S
A childhood memory with a little touch of magic.
By Elton Camp
Experts say that half of house dogs sleep with their owners!
Poetry | Updated Oct 27, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is for a contest! I hope it's good. ^u^
By Cosmic Crow
A poem of death decided by the elite, this poem take a look at both sides, and the hypocrisy in todays society. We all turn a blind eye at times.
'Hing' or 'Asafetida', an Indian spice with characteristic aroma with many health benefits; liked by some and hated by many for its strong smell was baptised by Sister Christena with a new name 'Angel Dust' on Juggernaut's request.
a flight of fancy. our heros have made an unpleasant discovery.
Miscellaneous | Updated May 3, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Travelling in train in India is no fun. Traveling in coach class in particular could be hazardous to health. In coach class, Juggernaut always ended up sitting next to the latrine. Every time a passenger opens the door to use the latrine, disgusting odor rushes out as if it was stored under...