Tags : liberation

Willing Prey

Willing Prey

A Poem by Journey


Metaphysical Love
...and near the end of his life.

...and near the end of his life.

A Story by alan khan


the news reporter doing her best to not blow away from the heavy gusts of wind, gave her evening report. she stood in front a funeral home, where the ..
collective flight

collective flight

A Poem by aLuna


Lick your wounds and self attune to this new moonThat put you in alignment with the collective assignmentof coming forth to declare your worth on this..
The Victim

The Victim

A Poem by A poet's heart


You’re feeling hurt, you’re feeling low, Anger and hatred all in one go You’re feeling pain; ‘why me?!’ you sa..
Be warriors you and I

Be warriors you and I

A Poem by eliasstone


the fight for freedom from all kinds of pains, written when I was 17 and never forgot it
Children of the Sun

Children of the Sun

A Poem by Mike Davies


Do you know who you are?Your role is to switch on the Earth, to make shadows on the wall, to form weepingelectrons in stone circles of flesh, to insul..
The Lemon Tree

The Lemon Tree

A Poem by Igor G. Balatsky


from 'Dreamland'
Moorish Friday

Moorish Friday

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


A description of what we do on the Holy Day
Noble Jazz

Noble Jazz

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


Jazz music on the radio and letting it flow
Not everything happens for a Reason

Not everything happens for a Reason

A Story by vicky1303


2 air hostesses pack their bags for a weekend getaway. Set in a newly liberated India of 80's the story centers around how the girls liberate themselv..
A Love of History -- A Father's Gift to his Son

A Love of History -- A Father's Gift to his Son

A Story by Andrew N. Farrens


This is an essay about the education of an Outlaw Word Bully by an arm-chair Revolutionary......Rest In Peace Laurence R. Farrens
You're not alone

You're not alone

A Poem by Kruppz


You're not alone
Inhuman

Inhuman

A Poem by Nialligimino


Poem about someone focusing to solve a moral dilemma.
I am thinking of burning children;

I am thinking of burning children;

A Poem by zoophagous


Titles aren't my forte (which, by chance, means 'by chance' in Latin)

First Page first
Previous Page prev
1