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By Unjust Mohan
This poem plays pun upon the word responsibility. Being responsible and being held responsible just have quite opposite connotations.
Survival becomes hard, when you're outnumbered. Restlessness overcomes you and you soon go crazy. With no food, no water and no escape, only those who stay sane will stay alive.
Who are we? What are we made of? Where did we come from? Is there a God? Answers unlike any that have ever before been presented lie within the pages of The Joshua Letters.
So come along, embark on a journey, and discover the amazing truths regarding the mystery of our existence.
(Hekate/Hecate) was the Greek goddess of magic, witchcraft, necromancy and the crossroads.
Let us search web help with Google. It gives us an ozone layer. They call this as analytics collapsing suggestions content framework sometimes modern day history remarking global existence for online corporate. Here I tell this story ahead. :)
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
You have a dream fulfilling your life. Sometimes this search give rise for new twist and turns. In history we call this as finding and in life we make magic in air, for the rest besides . Read this poem for the search of the golden diamond than pebbles below your roof. Enjoy!!!
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ashley Pink
Agnes is a housewife. She lives with her husband and her 7-year-old daughter, Elena.
One day, she wakes up at 9 in the morning as usual. As she is doing her housework (her usual routines as she puts it), she gets a phone call from her husband who tells her that Elena is missing....
Short Story | Updated Apr 25, 2014 | Reads: 39 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
what the heart desires
Poetry | Updated Apr 24, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jasmine Brown
For someone who has found a new love...here is a wonderful poem for you...
The sole survivor of an unknown event that wiped out humanity searches for other survivors.
I just wrote this out of the blue. I like the sounds of it and how it flows. I thought others might as well. Enjoy.
By The Meverix
A little Icarus that stays within us, makes us what we are. Read and find out your Icarus!
By Othella Calhoun
Love. Some search their whole lives..
Some are fortunate enough to find it.
What am I to do? I can't let anyone know not even you!
By My Stories
A girl in search of life..
Poetry | Updated Dec 18, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0