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Random First Lines:This was originally an Essay written in a two hour class session based upon the question: can you relate to Sisyphus' struggle? (the eternal... » Read
Piece together the history of the colony of New Hope Atnarctica told through the writing of its own inhabitants...and other entities.
By Nichelle Katcher
The last thoughts of a dying soldier.
Poetry | Updated Feb 23, 2015 | Reads: 51 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Ted Gerard
Sometimes the only way to find peace is to let it all go.
I was bullied for being different. And because I kept mum, it slowly killed me from within.
Article | Updated Dec 19, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Lavender nothing more than a beautiful flower and a lovely fragrance, Vanity nothing more than a mirror and arrogance and silence oh sweet dark blissful silence. These three are have nothing in common, well not unless you look for it. Blair Robinson a British teenage girl going through daily...
By Patrick Frank
A poem about silence
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Harmony is a poem telling how all things are connected and how despite when we believe all is silent - there is still music.
By Skye Bagshaw
This is a novel about a psychiatrist and one of his clients. Is the psychiatrist helping the client or is the client helping the psychiatrist?
By Rosie Poole
The king has died and his son calls upon the elders for guidance.
When came the arrival of Caroline May the Trent house had been as it always been, until Caroline taught Beth Trent the meaning of silence, and the meaning of something more
'Memoirs of A Jail Bird' tells the story of a young lady who has been forced into
Poetry | Updated Oct 23, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
We all have a past, one we try to run from, a past we try to hide from. One anticipation to another the loyalties of death are what becomes us. I wander towards my past because it is me. Watching my brother drown at his young age became my reality, my caution, my future. What I didnâ€™t...
A lament on shattered dreams and the chains of reality.
The first poem that I wrote.
Hope you enjoy it
Poetry | Updated Aug 27, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2