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By Star Nikita Singh
This story is about sacrifices and the struggle of a boy made and find the best result of his sacrifices.
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 true depiction of my land and our incredible cultural journey in the heart of any traveler. Love to read this again. :)
You were more than just sad
But the outlook is brighter
You are a warrior and a fighter
Please show them you you are strong and hold on
Poem doodled in the boredom of class
By Thoughtful Nights
A collection of chapters of letters dedicated to my dad. Perhaps one day i'll show him this website, so he can read them too.
Thoughtful Nights ~ x
Take pride in your own uniqueness
Poetry | Updated Oct 28, 2013 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
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...
We all know about the World War 1, but some of us don't have an accurate idea about why it happen, so in this essay I am going to explain about its causes, and give examples.
Hope you like :)
Sunshine beaming in from a window
Proud Lion Like shine
blends my thinking with the wine Im
drinking from none other than a Vine
one Paw deep in the Terra
soil moister than most
fertile crescent valley
alley of perception
for the prowl.
Lunatic Hour approaches
poem about my daughter.
Poetry | Updated Jun 15, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
poem about my son
Poetry | Updated Jun 15, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jjs Pen House
This is a poem I wrote for a friend of color many years ago. It was to make a point about racism in the world. Its a poem that depicts how we are all really the same if we really open our eyes.
I need some followers!!!
Poetry | Updated May 29, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0