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Just a lil something to get people ready for the Magic holiday season that is Christmas!
Today we were gathered at the War Memorial in a hamlet called Kappel, which belongs to Freiburg, for it's Volkstrauertag, the day the people of Germany think and pray for the sons of Kappel (and other hamlets, town and cities) who fell in the two Great Wars. The World War I was fought 100 years...
We aim all the time, but, joy comes not, peace is a naught, Bliss rarely arrives, mirth, mind derives, comes gloom often, get we limited fun.
This is a poem that I wrote shortly after moving to WV in 2000. I had moved here to spend time with my dying great grandfather and dying grandfather. Little did I know I would stay here and I will eventually die here. I have a house and a farm and this poem that I wrote really speaks about the...
A brief essay on man and how we as a society have veered from the path our forefather's had planned for us when they laid out the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution. I go into detail just how big our National debt is and the unspoken unfunded liabilities. I also discuss the Federal...
My experience of moving to West Virginia in November of 2000, when both my grandfather and great-grandfater were both dying. I wanted to spend time with them, as they were both my heros and two of the most loved individuals in my life. I was in a strange city, with no friends, no job which means...
A Christian poem of faith.
By Michael Hayssus
After a bad experience with a very close person,the disappointment and hurt that followed almost took over my entire life,I found some comfort writing a diary and short articles on my daily journal ,in time I was able to forgive and forget and in turn found peace and liberation,by publishing...
By Jb Krishnan
What made these solider's to fight between them in name of nation and people. It dose not make any sense. Only peace Brings joy and happy.
Poetry | Updated Oct 20, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
Today, as I am writing this story, I am already out in the streets. Only with a yellow umbrella and a blanket, I would rather use my own way of peace and love to show my mom how I really feel. I just hope she would listen.
Short Story | Updated Oct 18, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Njabulo Goba
Peace of mind is where greatness comes from.
Article | Updated Oct 18, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A little poem written about being homesick for feeling nothing.
This poem is published in September 2014 issue of 'Reflection W&R' online Magazine.
Poetry | Updated Oct 9, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1