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A simple poem reminiscing about my youth when I would have passionate nights of sexual delight.
Remember to think of your song.
Short Story | Updated Nov 18, 2014 | Reads: 72 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
Growing in a crazed world of illusions, a young lady gives a glass bottle the title of best friend as she finds warmth in those sort of things.
Short poem showing the true element that will help you through any problems you will ever face in your life
Emotions and pain painted in words
Short Story | Updated Feb 20, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This is the first and the last time you will ever hear from me. Surely I will be punished, but I must tell you. I know you, more than you know yourself. Your thoughts, emotions, memories, and questions are what I live for.
Who am I? Where do I come from?
I can hear your every thought....
By Tina Marie L Lamb
Chapter One - Up to the Tree House
These are just some reflections I've had recently on writing, reading, and being a writer.
A short poem about memories and nostalgia
Poetry | Updated Jul 15, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Mirror, reflections, years, youth, age, time, life's journey. Etc;
Poetry | Updated Apr 27, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
I was thinking of Crystal clusters, I have some, in my prayer time early this morning,( I find if I don't write down the lines, words as they are coming I loose them, lost in time, so I now keep a scribble pad and pen by my bed,one never know when inspiration is going to hit, even in the...
By Jimmy Stoen
Thoughts? Yes. Boring? No.
My short little challenge for anyone willing to take it to help change the world through my words.
By Shannan Browne
An amazing lady who led a truly Christian life and was a blessing to all. Rest in Angelic Peace lovely lady
By Lunar Bird
A writer's letter to her characters.
By Graham Andrews
A poem about the passage of time.
Poetry | Updated Oct 7, 2012 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5