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Book | Updated Nov 27, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is another poem written from personal experience, and emotions. It's about death, and saying goodbye.
Dave's introduction to what so we called 'life'. The beginning of everything-- of every mishaps and misfortunes.
Dave Fillion is a fine man in his thirties, blessed for the well-lived life he attained. However, he hates everything. He finds no meaning in life. He thinks everything is just as useless, like as to his life. It was later discovered that he had gone a deep emotional pain regarding on his...
By Tidy Eye
First six chapters. "A career-sabotaged ex-actor and an escaped research monkey become the dirt digging paparazzi duo everyone wants to kill."
In 2008, a Washington Post editorial by two prominent environmentalists described how ethanol mandates have harmed the environment and spawned hunger across the world. In â€œEthanolâ€™s Failed Promise,â€ Lester Pearson and Jonathan Lewis observed that â€œTurning one-fourth of...
By Selena Stars
This poem was inspired by the musical Buddy Holly: the Buddy Holly story. It is a sad story of a young man who went through so much to get his dream and then lose it all 18 months later. He made music history and frankly is my new idol.
My nails scratch my skin
I dig my nails into my skin
Rip flesh away AgainAgainAgain
For love lost & loved ones who have passed away. May they all RIP.It's a sharing of a feeling I had/have for they loss.I expressed it in terms of the ocean I love so much, as I do all nature.Till we meet again one day.
I miss my grandad so much its unreal
I just want him back so man im ready to kill
If i don't get him back yeah I'm gonna go mad
He was like my one and old dad
He was there for me when I needed him most
So raise your glasses and make a toast
This man was my world and he's no longer...
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 14, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Bit of a personal poem. Just something that still plays on my mind from years ago about a lost loved one. I admit the poem itself isnt written brilliantly but this poem isnt about that.
Poetry | Updated Nov 10, 2012 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
My first poem submitted here. I wrote this soon after my father died of cancer in 2009. It's been three years since his passing, and I thought that this would be the perfect place to put it seeing how he's always been so supportive of me.
Struggle is normal and stuggle is unique to everyone, no one has your problems, but there are people out there that are a lot less privelaged than we are, so maybe it's time we realize that you may have it rough. but someone is dying because they have it even more rough.
Poetry | Updated Oct 20, 2012 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Written for the death of a troubled man, who not only caused himself pain, but me too.
Poetry | Updated Oct 18, 2012 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Social networking sites are destroying us all one by one. Here is an article about one such way.