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By Jericho Short
This happened about a half hour before I posted this. I have a rather strange encounter and decided to write about it. I think I'll write it into an actual short story.
Short Story | Updated Jan 23, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Stephen O Neill
All acts of violence, whether perpetrated on an individual or a people are atrocious. None are less or more atrocious than the other. All are abysmal.
In order to fight a cause successfully you must have the means to do so and â€˜rightâ€™ on your side. But what is â€˜rightâ€™?
Don't hurry in the city
Wherever you walk
And I will hear your step
In sound of the rain.
A person trying to get their life on track and have that life that is nothing but peace but no matter how hard he works or trys their will always be something happen from bad luck or something internally he can not overcome
Poetry | Updated Dec 23, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This poem is also published on poetry.com.
A world where flies are sacred and the dead are buried in the sky
Short Story | Updated Oct 29, 2014 | Reads: 33 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It is a story of three lawyers Deepak, Navin and Sunayana working together. They opened a law firm. All the three lawyers were expert in civil, criminal and juvenile cases. Sunayana was a widow. Navin was a bachelor and Deepak was a widower. They were in the age group of 25 to 30 years....
Short Story | Updated Sep 12, 2014 | Reads: 77 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Xox Imagination Xox
This is about my boyfriend. I love him a ton more than I ever thought I would from the beginning. He surprises me more each day. And each day I love him more. This is for you, love you baby <3
I had just left a relationship. While I would never see that person again they forever changed who I am and where I would go in life.
Quality Time spent by two people in love.
Short Story | Updated Jul 12, 2014 | Reads: 72 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Ayla Daniels
This is what happens when I spend too much time talking to other people.
A young wheelchair bound child want to be free
Kissed by the moon and I
Poetry | Updated Feb 25, 2014 | Reads: 855 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0