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poem by KayleighMarie Fitzgerald

I'm riding this transformation Trains left, but I'm still on the station So now it's time for creation See the world in complete animation Through your own interperatation And them to your fascination I'll exceed your expectatio... Read more

poem by Horace Edmunds

Cowardice is not my style, besides, I like to crack a smile, so if you're ever in the glade,look me up, I'm in the shade. I wander sometimes from place to place, looking for ways to join the chase. But never a word can be discussed ... Read more

poem by ty dagreatest

love,what is love?love is a blurr in a sense its blind it clouds your vision and controlls your mind;love is blood,sweat and tears you measure the days,months and years...love exist but is rarely seen its like a planet far off or a dr... Read more

poem by ty dagreatest

friend or foe there till the end or leave when your broke,your inspiration or reason for no hope love me or hate me friend or foe,a friend can help you or treat you low so know the diffrence between a friend and a foe...you see a frie... Read more

lyrics by Dan Murphy

Even Steven By Dan L. Murphy Copyright © 2015, All Rights Reserved TheDuck.com / DLMcomics Even Steven breathin' treason, grievin' leavin' reason He took the captain's hook inside and, now the captain's steamin' ... Read more

story by Durlabh Singh

GHOSTS AT NOON. My friend from London has come to visit me in India and we are both interested in psychic phenomena so we tell each other ghostly tales and such other happenings, as to make the mutual conversations interesting.... Read more

poem by peace jolayemi

I've been searching all over searching the world searching for something that will always be enough I've been looking all over looking for more where oh where can this thing be oh where oh where can my search be my h... Read more

poem by Durlabh Singh

Having been happy in touching metallic skies Or fingering the moon for its dusty overlay Having been happy in moving orbs and the shores Or spreading the sunshine to the burrowed moles. Watching a lonely planet amid reluctant ... Read more

story by Cindy Nguyen

There was a sad,sad fellow, with no fear at all. He traveled the world to dusty to clean.And miles to weep. For he had not found his love searching the world. But there oh there was a young lady like him! They met and met, but never i... Read more

story by Durlabh Singh

BLACK HOLE. Accidentally I have fallen into a black hole. Suddenly all my burdens of living, of love and death were gone but a strange feeling of neither life nor death was upon me now. Eternity had gone, time had gone. I did... Read more

story by peace jolayemi

There is this boy i know, he is annoying and loves to pretend he is a power ranger. but what he doesnt know is that his heroes actually are his worst enemy. my name is michael and am sure you know a lot of stuff about me from my si... Read more

story by Durlabh Singh

Sometime I go to bed early. It is either because my creative flame has gone out or the programme on TV, to which I direct my mind as to recuperate my creative flame-are so shoddy and soul destroying. There is nothing left for me but t... Read more

story by Durlabh Singh

The night has been oppressive and Sharat has been dreaming, feverish dreams. He has been dreaming of alchemical ingredients. Mercury has been taking horrendous shapes and these shapes have been attacking him fiercely but whenever he t... Read more

publication by Kingsley White

1) He saw her, she was perfect, she blew his mind away. She was everything he wished for forever and a day. Her mind, and her beauty, he saw in every curve, she loved him very much,, much more than he deserved. 2) Her s... Read more

story by Durlabh Singh

My nostrils get assailed often by a pungent smell, like that of death and decay and yet I do not know whether it is due to my state of mind, which helps to produce these effects or perhaps this advent of smell is from some outside sou... Read more

story by Deborrah Ann Stenberg

Across the quiet and darkened bar, she notices someone staring at her while she’s enjoying an ice, cold beer. She keeps herself busy with writing a new story, yet continues to glance in the direction of the pony tail, stranger.... Read more