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There is nothing more that makes you feel alive than everyday wonders that exhilarate your senses.
By Herman Azadi
travelling by train, he finds that someone has murdered four people....
The day I learned my dad committed suicide after 7 months of going through the pain and trials of living with brain cancer. How I dealt with it. What happened that day.
A Journey in to the world of your inner mind,
One man goes on a quest to figure out why he's trapped in what he thinks is a dream, what will chris do what will he find, will you discover something true to you?
By Mist James
An account od my diving experiences at Fort Lewis and the Puget Sound.
By Valkyr Xadia
A poem about my teddy-bear.
By James Cooper
" I was sinking deeper and deeper in my own nightmare..."
taken from my book,
Harmony is a poem telling how all things are connected and how despite when we believe all is silent - there is still music.
By Katya Yermakova
A family living in the middle of a brutal war. I had to makes this poem out of a list of words I was given my a teacher. I kept the words in the order she gave them to me, and I just added my own words between them.
about beauty and waterfalls and colors
Poetry | Updated Sep 2, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
You ever sit all by yourself in the quiet?
No music, no tapping of a keyboard?
you know that noise you hear that's louder than anything you've ever heard? That sound that you cant really place but its always there?
Well, this is about that noise. A little strange, but this is an old poem of...
Poetry | Updated Jul 21, 2014 | Reads: 60 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Miss Lea
Sometimes you can call and call and no-one seems to hear
Poetry | Updated Jul 19, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2