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By The Stray Princess
I swing my legs from the chair, toes barely brushing the worn linoleum floor, glancing at the clock every so often, the clock that I canâ€™t read.
So many wonders encountered, and yet she awaits breathlessness...
By La Askew
A queen makes a promise, with tragic consequences.
Short Story | Updated Sep 29, 2014 | Reads: 32 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A silent admiration and a crystal clear realization leaving me with nothing to do, but accept the fact that it was never meant to be.
Its the first chapter with more to come. A twist of fate as these two very different lives colide read about Henry and Sebastian's first meeting here and now.
A lament of wasted... you be the judge. Sometimes the echoes of our lives can be seen in the simplest things. A beautiful, perfect, homegrown tomato rotted on my kitchen table this week. It was eagerly awaited, saved as the
Depression haunts many of us from time to time.
By Charlie Dewatt
This is about how desperately I am waiting for success in my life. A huge success. Big big success. I wish she be listening to me . I am just talking to her like a mad man hahaha.
By Maryam Ahmed
Waiting and longing
Poetry | Updated Aug 5, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ted Gerard
It's about a succubus, demon hunters and a young girl becoming a woman of sorts...
By Shannan Browne
Wow! What a dream come true to have my poetry recorded. BIG thanks to my dear colleague and friend Miss Lea, you rock!
...something i always think about. yet i got no answer.though many are together they sometimes are not lucky enough to be with each other.
Last, my sister was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma. This week, after a whirlwind of doctor's appointments, scans and biopsies, and trips to the ER, I find myself spending the long weekend in a hospital two hours away from home while she receives her first treatment of chemo. This poem...
Sorry, this is not a poem it's a quote. I hope you enjoy:)
A very short story that revolves around the devil of bureaucracy.