By Heart 4 poetry on February 7, 2010
Have you ever looked deep into a sad child’s eyes or have you ever stopped to listen the their sad and lonley cries. Most people refuse to believe it although it is quite true, that many children need mercy today as many also need you. So many children are beaten and living in despair, cause [...]
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By jivepoet on December 24, 2009
Professor Brint was 30, when he built his best invention: The Chrono-Car, and used it to explore the fourth dimension. He revved it up, and traveled back through 23 years’ history, And then the engine used up all supplies of his magistery. Now trapped back when his childhood self had only just turned seven, And [...]
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By Heart 4 poetry on August 7, 2009
As a man was walking along with his child one day, He was very surprised at what his boy had to say. He looked to his father with tears in eyes and said, ” Please, Daddy, tell me and tell me no lies.” The man looked down at his son’s pleading face wondering what was [...]
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By tom on July 27, 2009
BANG To watch a sunrise And then see it set In this harried life It’s as good as it gets God must know The pleasure it bestows To all His children He created here below. There are many Who say There’s no God To whom we do pray And without Him Our surroundings Would be [...]
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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 David Pekrul on July 14, 2008
He was riding on the very edge of sanity and hope, He was standing on the precipice and couldn’t seem to cope, He was fighting with the demons of a life he used to lead, He was wounded in his soul, and it would bleed. With emotions at the breaking point and tempers running wild, [...]
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By b on July 12, 2008
Earlier chapters: The Rodeo Girl…the dance floor The Apartment Problem Glass Question Token The Little Girl Live Theatre with Etta Etta Has Flown the Coop Face to Face Choosing In Retrospect… Yes Etta and the Card The last three chapters: Part I Etta and the Lie Etta had just moved in with Jeffery when the [...]
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By Anthony Williams on April 25, 2008
I do not hate my enemy, He fights for all his children free. ‘Tis why we choose to go to war my child is what I’m fighting for. We both fight for our liberty to see our children strong and free. ‘Tis really a strange twist of fate that sees our love turned into hate. [...]
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