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A poem about my first true love and how much of an impact it had on my life even to this day. I hope he is doing well and I wish him the best. I am happy for him and for his wife and children even if he thinks it's just a lie. I have always wanted him to be happy, with or without me and that's...
By Vampire Slayer
A poem which describes the feelings of true love
Poem about lovers intertwined.
Poetry | Updated Nov 7, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The meaning of emptiness.
By James Edgar Cooper
The French Novelist Honore de Balzac once said "True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations; it is seen with white hairs and is always young at heart." Love is wonderful, but true love is beautiful. When things come together and we...
its a very deep and personal poem of a bad event happened in my life as a child.
To be a good guy...
Poetry | Updated Oct 23, 2014 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
Helping a troubled friend
Just because they are not seen that does not me they are not there.
Poetry | Updated Oct 19, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Autumn Soul
What if a written word could actively talk to you, as you read through it?
Poetry | Updated Oct 12, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Conscience is our souls engine. We need it. We always need it. In order of living a rich life of joy or perhaps grieffe we better spread it all over our soul, our heart, our mind. We better keep it awake because with out it we are lost, we are devastated , we will never find some where we belong...
By Ana De Forno
Beatrice Darlington is a Language graduate and old soul, living life day by day in the University town of Aix-en-Provence, France. Soon she finds herself travelling to England for her Grandmothers funeral.
One vague memory will change her life in a way she never though possible after bumping...
THE WINDOW TO HER SOUL
Poetry | Updated Oct 2, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Nic Wallace
Two characters are in a post apocalyptic world.
All I need is one last chance