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this poam i wrote because my great grandma died. she lived till she was 92. i miss her because she was my mom. she was my mom when my real mom wasnt around. she gave me advice, took me shopping. treated me like a diughter, and acted like the mother ill never have. when she died my world died...
Poetry | Updated Mar 22, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
i wrote this to raise awarness about distracted driving
By Gabrielle Kinnish
i'm gonna sit right here on the edge of this pier and watch the sunset disappear
and drink a beer~luke bryan drink a beer
this is for my grandmother who passed away february 26,2014. this poem was written that day. i kept hearing this song after she died.if you havent heard it then listen...
This is set in viewpoint of the man that left Miss Havisham (Great Expectations-Charles Dickens)explaining why he left her on their wedding day.
Well my sister and I, was talking about my son, who passed away 20 years ago. We spoke on coping. Thereafter I came up with this piece, no planning was involved. I guess you can say free writing in the mix. Short version....
By Steve Van
I wrote this poem to describe the bond of a mother's love and the confrontation of living life on life's terms. I am describing an awaking to the reality of true love post a harsh fall.
Idk. How to summarize it. Guess youll have to find out
A poem, the beast is a metaphor for mental illnesses ie: depression, eating disorders, anxiety, schizophrenia etc.
By Le Petit Conteur
What is left? After all is said and done, what is left, I ask?
Short Story | Updated Mar 9, 2014 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It is prejudice in our society about the extra-marital relationship that women have always been instrumental for damaging married life but we always overlook the facts that in reality both individuals are equally responsible.......
This did not happen to me. I'm telling you right now. This poem is sort of based on the ending of "Just A Little Different." It's about a broken relationship.
Poems of despair, death, and solitude.
By Macaroni Mario
The ugliness of life stacks up until the pile falls to rubble. I must believe in HIM so that I can believe in myself. The Creator did not create a mistake. My mission in life can not be ended by me. It's not over til HE says it's over!
This is a short poem I've typed in 10 minutes on my phone whilst I'm on break at work
I wrote this about the concept of grieving and how i struggle with the balance of feelings.
Poetry | Updated Mar 4, 2014 | Reads: 33 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3