Tags : learning

Lived and Learned

Lived and Learned

A Poem by Rachel Faith Darrow


Love, we've looked too hard with innocent intentions gone too far, asked too many questions -For my twin sister.
The Machine

The Machine

A Poem by Bane


I am not a sheep I am not a drone I speak when you are speechless I stand when you are prone I may not make a difference And you may never know..
You. Me. her

You. Me. her

A Poem by Ashly Christen


it should describe itself, an old write up for reviews
ignorance

ignorance

A Poem by sammy sam sam


In real life I'm intuitive I'm all caring but I pretend She keeps starring I'm gettin in ..
Morbid

Morbid

A Poem by sammy sam sam


Morbidly intuitive Living life as they're judging me I walking by with anxiety In they're sights, they're all judging me I feel Life as it bud..
"What is art?"

"What is art?"

A Story by Sydney Dreama


My thoughts and feelings on art
Just A Green Mountain Girl

Just A Green Mountain Girl

A Story by Annette Bromley


I'm just a Green Mountain girl with dreams, dreams of being a writer and how it came to be so.
Written Language

Written Language

A Poem by Blue Belle


I had a breakdown one night and deleted all of my works because I needed more control over the situation I was in, and after, I opened up and realized..
Opening Days

Opening Days

A Chapter by Obia Ranndy


This chapter recounts my first day as an ASTI student after gaining admission.
Because of you

Because of you

A Poem by Jack...


just because
An Infant's Lesson

An Infant's Lesson

A Poem by Amit Amola


He died at his eighties with a proper end,And yesterday he was born again.This time Sir Alex had a new face,Along with a new name by his parent's grac..
To the Teacher of a Young Child

To the Teacher of a Young Child

A Poem by Robert L.


A true story and its broader interpretation...
The Trickle

The Trickle

A Poem by Odin Roark


I asked my youngest grandson his favorite subject in school. His answer? Learning. Thus, this poem started percolating.
Gift of Realization

Gift of Realization

A Poem by Ms. Gabbi


Can’t fathom seeing you in person, I might go columbine My stomach will only worsen, you and your concubine All respect has vanished, with..