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For RichardA Poem by JosephRFrancisThe day I was bornyou wrote this poemabout me being an Otter.Something like,how my mile-wide eyesgasped for life,and how I built a dam,a breakwaterunt.. |
Silk RootsA Poem by Woodland Tearose~ |
BirthA Chapter by CynwrigOn a dark, winter night, a hero is born under the pressure of the renown Alunyth Guards. |
Gabriel lies notA Poem by lashane cooray'not yet girl, but soon,' he promised,answering questions, never intoned,by a child, a thing of beauty,a creature blessed, a life weighed down.she wai.. |
TwinsA Poem by Miguel ChicasTo be cared for. |
Reason and DespairA Poem by lashane coorayShe looked; Warm, gentle to a fault, my man Thomas was, Twice denied the bliss, of a young’un’s euphonious lark. Was I accoun.. |
SocializationA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Beyabout how society tries to brainwash you |
FriendshipA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueRight after the birth, the chain of relationships starts on, Friendship being the one sweet correlation, Teaches us to do the undone, to dr.. |
BabyA Poem by Carlton RolleThe grip of life within her pulse. Is beating lively with every stump. She treasures features not yet seen. With her nightly talks and ga.. |
Fight Club LegacyA Story by Damian Vincent HenryToby Freeman, a young detective learns firsthand of what it means to be human when he ventures off to search into his father's hidious past. And so do.. |
PrologueA Story by Gio S.P.This is a short prologue to the book, "Etched In Colour" that I am currently working on. |
First TouchA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueFirst is ever special, No matter where on earth, It has its place of birth, The wings of time take me to the moment of feeling, initia.. |
Your Love Keeps Me AliveA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueYour love does keep me alive, Constantly dragging me towards thee, As the way a bee, Cannot help reaching the hive. I do not.. |
AwarenessA Poem by Gypsy Dreamer'To be aware of one's self' |
1990's Football World CupA Chapter by jajaborThe finale between the defending champion Argentina and the strikers of Deutschland seeking revenge of 1986. When all eyes were stuck on TV,Mr. Biswas.. |
Growing PainsA Poem by NyuI long to sleep hours of a dream.I long to wake up on a day of freedom.I want to live once in my life,before death - beyond birth.To wander to the sha.. |
Train of LifeA Poem by Cool GirlThis is a poem about life... |
Adolescence taken too farA Book by KalynnMarieSilence, that's all i ever got from him, silence. Occasionally i'd get a snide remark, maybe even a 'No' or a 'Whatever', But it was most always silen.. |