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A song that could be a story to many minds, but particulary a song to my heart.
why do we hurt our self with thoughts of love?
Poetry | Updated Oct 8, 2012 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
We generally have a lot of tension and problems related to work and family but why live life freely and enjoyfully. The reason a man gives is given in the poem.
By Dlcannon Reprise
taken from my book, "Breeding Is Not Option"
Its a very touching poem about a relationship between a brother and sister . Logically , speaking the poem , deals with the craving of a boy for a sister . Although , he doesn't manage to get a real one , but has an interaction with "The Supreme Power" who assures him , that , he will be finding...
By Phoebe Kishbaugh
just four lines but i really like it
Poetry | Updated Aug 1, 2012 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Just a question racing through ma brain. I doubt anyone will read but just in case someone does I am not interested in comments about half assed thoughts about blah blah blah and my terrible spelling and grammar just a want blah blah blah about real thoughts. No emos, no sudo intellectual...
Letâ€™s face it, no matter where you go, there are horrible drivers.
Personally, we think that Pittsburgh is by far the worst place to drive due to the drivers around us.
Oh yes, I have driven in New York and Philadelphia, along with areas in the whole east coast. Yet nothing compares to...
a small poem I wrote about the person I love. Honestly, I don't get why he loves me.. but he tells me everyday. <3 I love you hun
Different Dimensions of Being in search for Spiritual Enlightenment.
By Dlcannon Reprise
taken from my book, "Harder Than You Think"
You never know when it comes, you always know when it goes .
Short Story | Updated Jul 9, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 1
By The Eternal Flame
Life, as we all know it, can be familiar yet strange. Whereas we may think it's all explainable, everything around us, our inner urge to discover the laws that govern the steady flow of life with occasional surprises is never fully quenched.
This poem is a mere reflection of the same thought,...
this is a fantasy story ,it teaches one to believe in it
By Black N
The utmost of question of everything happening in our lives... WHY.
Poetry | Updated Jun 23, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0