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By Noand Hegask
You have so much within you.. Why do you refuse to acknowledge yourself just because of other people? You simply melt down like a candle just because of what they said.
For life is a long journey, some incidences mold us and some makes us go into shell. Teenagers, so much prone to going in shell, loose their jolly identity and acquiesce themselves to dullness and stay discarded from world. Preferring not sharing, makes one's inner self suffocating. Poem,
Poetry | Updated Jul 14, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Elmer R Valdez
poem containing painful experience of a painter after failure in love.
Poetry | Updated Jul 8, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Sometimes you do everything right. Sometimes you're the best friend you could possibly be. And yet, sometimes you still end up picking the short straw.
Short Story | Updated Apr 14, 2014 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Sometimes relationships are like biscuits
A young woman expresses her thoughts on her cheating ex-boyfriend.
By Mme Kaylee
Here is a short poem on life.
Charlie and Megan have been best of friends for 6 years, would departure break them? or make them?
Short Story | Updated Apr 21, 2013 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Mar 2, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Rohain and Caelhir part after the hunters of LavrÃ©nn come for Rohain. Pre-Departure. Sighted!Caelhir.
Short Story | Updated Jan 24, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A boy meets a mysterious girl who taught him how to fly.
Short Story | Updated Dec 16, 2012 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Wild Immagination
a sunflower is waiting for her sun but how long can she wait
We generally have a lot of tension and problems related to work and family but why live life freely and enjoyfully. The reason a man gives is given in the poem.
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...