Tags : Dawn

Don’t Let the World Yawn

Don’t Let the World Yawn

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque


The world is losing colour, Once lively but not so now, A crucial concern to ponder over, You and I must act, don’t say how? ..
Dawn Break

Dawn Break

A Poem by Sleiman Azizi


Perspectives change during beginnings.
Sunset

Sunset

A Poem by Sleiman Azizi


A poem about mortality.
Death

Death

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque


The kingdom of death is known to every one, Notorious as Shylock to some, A matter light like a feather, To those possessing the heart of..
Crack of Dawn

Crack of Dawn

A Story by Hazy Sights


An insight on the time of day we rarely get a chance to enjoy.
A Town Called Vengeance

A Town Called Vengeance

A Poem by Sam


It's in verse, but it is a story.
Finally Faced

Finally Faced

A Poem by Healing Star


One day we will see, the only thing we needed to face was ourselves.
Shut the **** Up

Shut the **** Up

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque


Shut the hell up, will you? In fact it’s time for you to be true, I shall discover myself and let the world know, How far can I..
My Dawn

My Dawn

A Poem by Rachel Harper


Ever look at the sunrise and just feel like you are apart of it?
You, Me and the Thing in Between

You, Me and the Thing in Between

A Book by Destiny Midnite


"Then they outright just sneered at me," she... it finishes, because this is no longer my best friend. Dawn never complains about the way people treat..
Wherein my voice is lost

Wherein my voice is lost

A Poem by N R Whyte


I guess I've lost my voice toThe wind.Though easterly blustersKept my mamaIn shamblesWith tumble weeds,The northern winds willCarry my voiceTo the pla..
To Eat a Continent Is Not So Strange

To Eat a Continent Is Not So Strange

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


1Waves could wash away certain blue memories but they're too blue. Today I've sat in two places, my heart full of you and how in the night under a hal..
Degrees of Arc

Degrees of Arc

A Poem by Ken Simm.


What I see
Night Time

Night Time

A Poem by Shubhangi


Inspired by the nature... A simple description of the night.
Golden Rose

Golden Rose

A Poem by bemycoffee


We're born in the morning,we die in the evening,and during the afternoon,we unravel the day.
Dawn--

Dawn--

A Poem by speckles


Word vomit during a sentimental moment?
Yoake

Yoake

A Story by Biggles


A short scene about separation and young love.