By arjunsharma on March 2, 2009
1 June 4, 2006. The Lufthansa flight from Newyork landed in Chennai at 2:15 AM, thirty minutes later than the scheduled arrival time. Mohanasundaram was waiting at the arrival terminal with increasing anticipation. He scanned the hundred faces coming out of the airport for his son. After about forty-five minutes, Arun kumar walked out, waving [...]
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By jorc709 on June 16, 2008
the empty box stands open she contemplates each item scattered on the floor the dusty floor where she kneels examining each one carefully remembering how in years past things had gotten put away this and that little pieces of her some went quietly some kicking and screaming but each in their time locked away hidden risking [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Ash, cold, Cold Ashes, cry, Dirt, dust, Dusty Floor, Ears, empty, Fire, Flame, Flames, god, Little Pieces, Locks, love lost, Madness, Oh God, Pandora, Pandora Box, Prayer, Prayer Box, scream, Tea, tears
By David Pekrul on June 5, 2008
Turn the wheel; make it run, Make it go or make it come, Make it sing or make it hum, Turn the wheel. Turn the wheel; see it fly, You don’t even have to try, Make it laugh or make it cry, Turn the wheel. Turn the wheel left or right, Watch the flames as [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged cry, Flame, Flames, Laugh, modern living, sin, technology
By paisley on May 5, 2008
in much the same way as steel,, when passed thru the flame, will temper,, passions flames, once quenched,, have hardened my heart.. like the frog, playing comfortably in the pot of cool water,, unaware of the flame below,, oblivious,, as the temperature rises,, i languished in the all consuming tongues of your passion,, as you [...]
Posted in Prose Poetry | Tagged Anguish, cool, Desire, dust, Essence, Flame, Flames, Frog, heart, love, Lute, paisley, Passion, passions, Sea, Sex, soul, Temper, war
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