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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
This is a poem that I wrote in memory of my dad! Gone but never forgotten!!
Love you Dad!
My mom passes away three years ago and this is a poem of my anger towards God.
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2014 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I wrote this shortly after my Nana died of breast cancer.
Poetry | Updated Jun 10, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Jimmy was loved and admired by many, myself included and it kills me that I didn't get to say a proper goodbye.
Jimmy, wherever you are, save me a seat, because I will join you when my time has come. <3
This is rather terrible, but I am an emotional wreck at the moment, so please forgive...
Rumours, stagnant,hurt, lies, spread like a cancer, un-welcome. lives,etc'
A tribute to all Australians and those so sadly killed in the Bali bombings and their loved ones.May all who have passed over R.I.P. From this evil.
By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
Another poem by me.
Poetry | Updated Oct 10, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
Arabella stared a rebellion on accident and became their leader, when see save her bf from death. But she is also the adopted daughter of most their most hated enemy. She has to becarefull full that nether side finds out.