Tags Happiness
when the first time I saw himA Story by tothelifeTo the love, no one knows |
I want Answers!!A Story by ilagupteOften, I remind myself happiness comes from within as most of us have heard or been told, right?I understand that fact and it works. But after almost .. |
give meA Poem by aspengive me all your pain,I will swallow it wholegive me all your tears,I will drown my soul in themgive me all your screaming silence,I will drive myself.. |
The First DayA Poem by Jonas Keith McGeeThis was actually intended to be a song, but as I was reading over it, I figured it could go well in a poetic format. Any thoughts would be appreciate.. |
SearchA Poem by Mrudula RaniSeptolet |
PerfectionA Story by Ms ParagonShe woke up in a room bathed in the morning sunlight. She inhaled deeply, walked to the window and drew the curtains. What a treat! Finally, sun.. |
When they took youA Poem by Ben RobinsonTrust me... |
DiagnosedA Story by Becca021099A short piece of writing on my personal experiences of the people around me. |
AssociativeA Poem by MicaeliaThis is my submission to the "Beauty In Words" contest, enjoy. |
how to become a sunflowerA Poem by aspenlet your human form waste away,sink beneath the earth with me.I'll sow seeds upon your grave,so that you can resurface as something you can learn to l.. |
The StormA Poem by Nathaniel.CA short poem I wrote about moving on from my problems. |
FinallyA Poem by DismalA short poem/story of someone coming to terms with things and feelings and finally escaping the cage that is depression. |
What Angel’s BringA Poem by Sharmelle's ExpressionsAngel’s Bring Love, Peace, Happiness, Joy, Hope, Light, All you have to do is believe. |
The Miracle of Love and HappinessA Poem by Sharmelle's ExpressionsThere is an afterglow shining around the world. |
red queenA Poem by SaigeThe poem is meant to focus on realizing that I sought out a lot of.... not necessarily validation or love in other people through intimacy, but realiz.. |
LossA Poem by Steph_F90Ithought about you the other day, Of how it was before, no change. Hurledintoa realisation, of waning grief for the sentient. Inci.. |
What the Cat Was ThinkingA Story by Miss FedelmSometimes I think too much. |
HoneyA Poem by Ben RobinsonHoney... You can prove them wrong |