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HandsA Chapter by Wendy Seames GarnerThe first thing we feel upon entering the world is the trained hands of the doctors and nurses. |
Rites of the SageA Poem by AnnaGod's voice is soft and quiet between the meadow grass;there are ancient books that promise he still loves you.But his words do not rise above dandeli.. |
GoneA Chapter by NatashaMy eyes flash open and dart to all of my surroundings. The ceiling is only in patches or wood boards with the tiles blown out. Ashes and other debris .. |
TrappedA Poem by LaineyThe disappointment that waits in that powder blue gaze-Destroys the soul into a ragged maze.Dreams of grandeur crowd her mind with liesShe desperately.. |
The WorldA Poem by SmwtdmgdI think I'm the only onestuck here like this,unlike anyone!It may seem like sometimesI am the Rock!& not even Fire can hurt me.But like everyoneEv.. |
ListeningA Poem by Beth LindsayIf people would only come to understand this simple concept. |
Do Not EnterA Poem by T.S. SkyThis is a poem about angels coming to rid the world of evils. |
Regain Your WorldA Poem by Gerry LegisterThe dangerous world that we live in |
RiseA Poem by Adam M. SnowHow cruel is fate, throwing a fork in my road? But I berate that my dues be owed. |
TimeA Poem by Adam M. SnowTick, tick, tock! Tick, tick, tock! Gone are the days, we hold for granted. Ticking away, our life in canted. |
the Outer Side of My HouseA Story by Bloky MoseSince everybody closed their houses from the real world, empathy hasn't come back to their hearts. Yet, there is still a girl who tries to save them w.. |
LeadershipA Poem by ROXANE DORSEYLeadershipFor what's in a world ifa leader can'tcontain self respect intheir own country. |
Mission Statement: Level UnlockedA Story by youngpoet98I wrote this as a pick-me-up when I was feeling down. I'm not sure what category it falls in, but I hope it can helpful to others. |
Beautiful and cruel world.A Poem by Wannabewriter16Poem about the beautiful and ugly things I see |
Hands Stained InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowHands stained ink of black and red. On the brink of what was said, |
Welcome to My WorldA Poem by Mariah RenaeWhat is your world like? |
Higher DreamsA Poem by ButterflyVisionHere to witness, What do we know the drifting feeling of where we go. Further travel than before, Perceived reality? So much more. Distinguished .. |