Tags : Boy

 Morning Cigarette

Morning Cigarette

A Poem by ayejodie


The morning after the night before
Delayed

Delayed

A Poem by Elyana


A poem about waiting for the right person to come into your life.
Delayed

Delayed

A Poem by Elyana


A poem about waiting for the right person to come into your life.
Destined for Failure

Destined for Failure

A Story by Talfox


This short story was written with a writing prompt in mind. [WP] A watch is invented where it says exactly how long until you meet your soulmate. It ..
One-There Is No One Left

One-There Is No One Left

A Chapter by Masha10


When Toby Drake was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with his aunt everybody said he was the most disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true..
GIRL with my hart

GIRL with my hart

A Story by Krizito


….and this was their story. He was named Nanik, as his mother called him at her birthing bed. A name that translated to mean “m..
Little Talks

Little Talks

A Story by JLily98


When I met a guy that ended up meaning more to me than I ever expected
Maybe I'll see you in the next life

Maybe I'll see you in the next life

A Book by lg


A young man growing up with unexpected challenges. Does he stand up or will he perish like a dog?
The Rat - Chapter 1

The Rat - Chapter 1

A Chapter by lg


He's in, the boy is in and he's gonna have to react and be vigilant
I hope there's a next life - chapter 2

I hope there's a next life - chapter 2

A Chapter by lg


tough times, little reward
Untitled 01

Untitled 01

A Poem by ScarlettWings


One cigarette, I am waiting to meet him.Two cigarette, I found out he is taken with another girl.Three cigarette, I am very disturbed.Four cigarette, ..
touched

touched

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


BD card from my best friend's widow
when the first time I saw him

when the first time I saw him

A Story by tothelife


To the love, no one knows
Remember Her

Remember Her

A Poem by Jimmy Glenn


Just another Poem
Mints at a Funeral

Mints at a Funeral

A Story by Ioanna Engarhos


If he stood there staring at a blank face of an empty body any longer, he would throw up.
little one

little one

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


3 feet tall