Tags Life
One day with motherA Story by dev choudharyAfter a long time, I spent some time with my mother. |
Unearthing Life 14A Poem by Anand SehgalWe do not change, our avenues of life do . Avenues mingle with other avenues, avenues spin off the other avenues . Destiny takes the pain to calc.. |
Can't life be just a dream? (Shortened version)A Poem by AllauraRoseHere is the shortened version of Can't life be just a dream? |
Cold WorldA Poem by XMorris91When we as human beings are unable to no longer communicate with each other and animosity is ever present among strangers. |
Her EpilogueA Poem by Final-KarmaOn this night, our dreams come true |
Endless YearningA Poem by Satish VermaThe thirst will know,the river was there.To lie on the grass was ultimate.It was not the green,it was not the blue,but desire had the keyhole to looka.. |
Thinking about thinkingA Poem by Causality1989My mind is chaotic. I'm always over thinking... |
Just a girl...A Story by AllauraRoseJust about me contemplating life and everything else... |
The Things That I am Scared of TodayA Poem by sparkly.ghostWho even knows? |
The Alternative Kind.A Book by B.C. SmithLiving with the fact that he’ll never recover his eyesight, Joel Hackett does everything to feel independent until a strange man introduces him .. |
The Praise Of LifeA Poem by Anne KorhonenA Christian poem about gratitude of life |
Windows to the SoulA Poem by CompendiumThe soul that resides within the eyes. |
A Perpetual WaitA Poem by Mala MukherjeeA wait for tomorrow disregarded today |
ReminiscenceA Poem by nefalnumairThere's a loss in every gain. A chink in every armor. A pleasure in some pain.A low in every high. A sorrow in some joy. A victor in every battle. .. |
Changing SyntaxA Poem by Satish VermaChanging Syntax |
Trajectory Of IndifferenceA Poem by J.Sin2017.11.12 |
Happy birthday?A Poem by AllauraRoseWhat is the point of celebrating our existence? Why do we celebrate people for no reason when they are still alive. |
The Forgotten TrystA Poem by J.Sin2017.11.12 @ 21:38 |
The Little BirdsA Poem by AllauraRoseBirds are able to migrate and move when they need to, yet I am stuck in the same place. |