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By Drona Sharma
I am a concerned teen of India who is trying to understand the complexities of the human psyche.
This article of mine is an attempt to understand the same.
Watch the sunset, and become part of the sunrise
This is something I wrote expressing my feelings about the crazy thing called love.
Poetry | Updated Oct 29, 2014 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The other day my sister and I finally hugged one another when it was time for her to leave, we usually never do this, I don't know why. We normally just would nod to each other and say our goodbyes, so I wrote this poem expressing my emotions of what I felt.
I love to write about dead as I think that they exist around us but can't say their wishes and buried dreams!!
Poetry | Updated Oct 6, 2014 | Reads: 44 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
A weeping concierge is sitting on a bench, which is situated in front of a hotel in Regent Street, London. His name is Barry Lowsley. He tells me his story, and I immediately sympathize with him. He then, makes a big deal out of coffee, through which I gain the urge of having some. There is...
A good friend of mine that moved away to work to pursue his dream. When he came back he was never the same, and wont reveal the secrets that lye within him.
By S Paul Phillips
A New Year's resolution is accepted by the universe as a challenge and accepted. What to do now?
Essay | Updated Jan 21, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just check out the book itself from: http://bookbooster.com/newage.htm
I feel like I don't do enough first person or present tense. So why not do both? I've always been interested in religion and war. The compatibility of them both is endless and can be toyed with in the most playful or serious ways. Enjoy!
A boy runs from his burning village encountering a stray dog. The intent of this passage is to explore sympathy for a killer or a victim. Hopefully I have achieved this by the end but that is for the reader to decide.
A poem to help express what is seen in many people in our world day in and day out through the eyes of a cold, heartless outcast.
Love has no special cost;it only demands that your heart be freed from hatred.This thrilling,emotional,innovative and captivating story you are about to read teaches that all things are possible through love.Have a lovely time reading.
A girl's parents die from cancer and she sadly becomes homeless.She builds a tree house for shelter and meets 5 teens.
Being different isn't easy. Especially if being yourself means being an outcast in society. This is the story of Jeremy. Raised very religious, by a very religious family. All through out growing up, something didn't feel right. He felt very different from everyone else, but he knew this was...