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setting up a bit
Poetry | Updated Aug 25, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Absurd poetry. An attempt. (4/29/13 - original date written)
Poetry | Updated Aug 22, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I can't quite say what inspired me to write this. But at the time I was thinking about all the wrongs in the world, and had just moved into a house that may be haunted. So that may have something to do with it
Poetry | Updated Aug 21, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Shane M Bastarache
always try to be compassionate and understanding and not be judgemental and always eager to help anyone who wants help. But if they are totally unwilling to be open minded and fail to see their flawed thinking. then it's time to say adios
The first poem I ever wrote back in 2009 when I was 15.
By Shannan Browne
The next part of their cup of coffee conversation
Curiosity is natural in all of us, but the more we search for answers the more questions that begin to ask; thereby leaving us with less then we started with.
It is a risk to love. What if it doesn't work out? Ah, but what if it does? - Peter McWilliams. For those whose fear lies with falling in love all over again and for those with the same fear but never loved; it is always good to take another risk. For you'll never know if you only and always...
By Alfred Thames
Thinking is not driven by answers but by questions. Had no questions been permitted to be asked by those who seek knowledge, it signals the tragic end of wisdom, understanding and insight of the seeker. And, of course, an end to knowledge itself.Â Every declarative statement of truth is an...
By Albert Grayson
If there is a drive in an individual to know the truth, it begins by the recognition of the importance of knowing that truth. Doubts and uncertainties can become a driving force in our quest for truth. This drive is focused through questions that the seeker formulates and then seeks to find the...
Even after so many years, I'm lost & struggling without my grandmother.
Life, a cycle on going and never ending.
A few thoughts I have had for awhile about life.. The purpose of life.. And if we really are finding Identity in the world today..
By Jennifer Brighton
Of Scars, Blood, and Shallow Graves. (a teaser continuance)
Random thoughts during late nights. About the fear of falling in love. Please, feel free to leave any feedback or comments :) Any would be appreciated and I would love to hear your thoughts on this piece :D Thanks for reading! :)