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When I get angry and I can't write this comes out. And don't ask who Gilbert is.
Poetry | Updated Apr 9, 2015 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
A look into the life and the ending of Cassie.
Short Story | Updated Mar 15, 2015 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This poem is about my feelings toward my "biological father" (he was never a father to me)
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Chances doesn't always mean a happy ending. When you failed once, you cannot gain another chance.
Poetry | Updated Oct 22, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
A Christian poem of faith.
This is a short message for those who talks behind someone else's back. and for those who are being talked about.. be proud! ;)
Miscellaneous | Updated May 15, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is an experience I had on a rainy day,while in a car waiting at a traffic signal, few years back. I saw this little homeless girl standing by the signal all alone. She just stood there staring,smiling away into the rain. In the melancholy of the time back then she somehow sprouted a seed of...
By Weird And Proud Of It
This is my entry for Raga's New Year's competition thingy! Smile and wave, boys, smile and wave.
I have never done tragedy or romance before properly so if it's bad don't blame me! Blame that suspicious looking mustache over there :)
Thank you my little pinapples!
A man meets a stranger that could be from his past.
People who act like they know you and criticise everything you do because they have no satisfaction in their own life.
Poetry | Updated Jan 26, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
If you've ever felt like you can't say no, but you don't want it to be the last time either.
Are you happy with life? Do you have the perfect life? This story follows the short ranting's of a man bent on killing the perfection in the world even if that means himself, of course all in the name of the greater good.
By Michael Anaokar
I intend for this to be shown to my child because while they will hate me for how I raised them, one day they will realise what I did for them.
P.S Borsch is a Russian beetroot soup