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Random First Lines:All things on this planet are renters. The moment we are born, we are on the road to our final day. We are here for a finite time. None are more... » Read
I have often prayed for the existence of a heaven. Though to what god I am unsure. It is not for eternal bliss, unbound peace, understanding, knowledge, acceptance, or any other trivial thing. In the last year I have written nearly 400 poems, and for each I lay down on paper, there are a million...
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Read along with Susan as she takes you on a poetic journey through the world of a major depression. She will take you through the highs and lows of the depression, the anger and the frustration of the illness, as well as the triumph of success. This book is for everyone who has ever felt the...
By Matthew Smith
it's a poem about the pain we feel on the inside, even though we smile at the world on the outside.
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2008 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 12
I have this idea since long time ago.
China, Li Bai (Po), (I lived in China for some years..., that can open wide our western focus on Life and Time).
It is not an Haikai(Ku, for some)(and the beat is not Japanese zen, no).
It is Blue Sapphire and water.
It is like a transparent mirror (the...
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2008 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Betrayal comes in many forms, sometimes it comes in the disguise of the person who love most. Those who have fallen in love and lost themselves forever know the best.
'What power is lost in translation, is refound in understanding' It has been said that a word is most powerful in its original language and dialect. But the translation from one language to many gives that word a newer, greater power; to be understood by not one people, but many.
fragmentary poem about a scary man and a young boy who is slowly persuaded by a group of children to go into the man's garden to find a hidden chest.
By Hugs And Kisses
Well, a poem, it's not phenomenal but probably one of my most honest ones.
MEMO'S of kids playing
Short Story | Updated Apr 11, 2008 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Justin Lee Moreaux
A poem of love that goes terribly wrong.