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By Hidden Treasures Of Swat
Hidden Treasures of Swat
Author: Dildar KHAN
Open Library OL25649353M
Countries: United States, Pakistan
Places the book can be found in: National Library of Pakistan, TheBookPatch.com, Google Books.
This poem is one that I wrote for writing class. It describes the beauty of flowers and what they strive for. Hope you like it!
By Damian Vincent Henry
Heaven is unknown to us and so is Hell. Fact remains, that if what we do on earth determines our fate...shouldn't we always pursue to do good, to ensure our souls from being damned for eternity?
By Noand Hegask
What lies behind the falling rain and hail when sprinc comes
We all must travel down the road of Life...and choice is an option....
Environment means the surroundings. Land, water, air, plants, animals, solid wastes and other things that are surrounding us constitute our environment. Man and environment are closely intertwined with each other, to maintain a balance or equilibrium in nature.
Different groups of people...
Sunshine beaming in from a window
Proud Lion Like shine
blends my thinking with the wine Im
drinking from none other than a Vine
one Paw deep in the Terra
soil moister than most
fertile crescent valley
alley of perception
for the prowl.
Lunatic Hour approaches
Pople who cannot afford lodging can stay for free on a farm. In return they work and contribute to the compost making. Roy the resident donkey is the sole provider of dung and yet its contribution was not apprecited until Juggernaut decides to intervene.
We Are the Lava Rock Stars
We sing in harmony
Every tree is a free concert hall
We sing 12 hours non-stop from 6 to 6
No R&B, Rock, rap, reggae or calypso
We sing pure Coqui Puerto Rican Style
We are the rock stars
Singing from trees on Lava rock
Juggernut landed in Biloxi,MI, to attend a conference and hopinbg to get leads to get a job only to face serious disppointment when he met an old cquiantance Dr. Guthrie.
By Naomi Folettia
When you open your eyes after a long winter you see that spring has returned again.
By Lori Lopez
Wellsby Manor has a history of bloodshed, built upon the grave of an evil entity who tormented and ate Stone Age humans then infected the soil for ages. His brutal presence inhabits the mansion, terrifying and slaughtering wealthy occupants as well as the residents of a hotel, insane asylum,...
Probes show signs of life on Saturn's Moon of Titan, leading to a manned mission to check it out.
â€œI heard good things about you, I hope you can help,â€ the voice came from an old person sitting in dark green â€˜Humberâ€™, an old British auto make. It was in the parking lot of sugarcane research station in Jamaica.
Juggernaut looked inside the car carefully...
By Joseph Kittell
a poem about a flower and life