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  • Novel / Chapter » General
    Silent whispers part 2
    8

    The sun bore down, warming his face. He enjoyed sitting outside, the air fragrant with the scent of early spring flowers, rich soil and animal manure. He closed his eyes, ...


    Nutty - May 27, 2007 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Friendship
    3

    Friendship by Daenesh Kumar Friendship, The love of two people, The care of two souls, A bond so strong, Only god can break, With death of course Friendship, The past ...


    Daenesh - May 27, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    The wind of sorrow
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    The wind of sorrow By Daenesh Kumar The wind of sorrow, Brushes through my hair, Like a soft gentle breeze, Calling my name as it goes, Calling me home, To ...


    Daenesh - May 27, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Two poems
    5

    The Fight By Daenesh Kumar We always fight, Quarrel at night, Even when its bright, See you think you're right, But you fill me with fright, When you shine that ...


    Daenesh - May 27, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    A poem for a girl..
    12

    Why do you say its over? When we both know its not I know I’m not charming. I know I’m not hot. I loved you so much But you sent ...


    Daenesh - May 27, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » Romantic
    Short Story
    11

    CHAPTER 1 - PORT CHARLOTTE “ALL ABOARD!” the captain shouted. It was a normal afternoon for John Carter, he was about to go on another voyage across the sea. John ...


    Daenesh - May 27, 2007 - 16 min read

  • Short Story » General
    Excuse Me, the Word is 'Unique'
    6

    "Well, Mrs. Addison, it looks like you're just as hardy and fine as someone half your age. However, just to be certain the pain won't return, I'll prescribe some of ...


    sokool15 - May 27, 2007 - 9 min read

  • Short Story » Romantic
    What happoned to 'You and Me'?
    18

    We used to be so perfect. A lot of people would call it love. I just called it trust. Then something happened along the way that put an end to ...


    JC - May 27, 2007 - 2 min read

  • 7

    Philosophy of the DarkChapter 32 (still)-Promise-To Tell All-And all shall be told-On Both Accounts “I’m so sorry Jamie,” Tammy said, wiping off her face with a napkin. “I should have ...


    JC - May 27, 2007 - 5 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    POD 32 cont. -Promise -To tell all
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    Here you go Meeves =D this one's for you! hehe. Enjoy! Chapter 32 continued-Promise-To Tell All They walked into the smell of fresh ice cream and candy.“You call this breakfast?” ...


    JC - May 26, 2007 - 4 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Aesthetic You and Me.
    4

    Our philosophies stood separate yet your magnetic field was attracted to mine. Et vice versa. We contaminated each others thoughts, as if they were devoted - ready to be combined ...


    Chandni - May 26, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Eat Your Mushrooms!
    13

    Eat your mushrooms, eat your mushrooms! However alien-seeming they be! For their caps are filled with flamingos And the stems are full of tea! Eat your mushrooms, eat your mushrooms! ...


    Sumi H. Inkblot - May 26, 2007 - 1 min read

  • 5

    Author name: AWritersFantasy Title: War of Magic- Prologue Rating: PG Genre: Original fantasy Summary: An unfinished story based on a role play about a group of outlawed mages. Author notes: ...


    AWritersFantasy - May 26, 2007 - 20 min read

  • Short Story » Romantic
    I will Remember
    13

    Some things eat away at us, constantly devouring us to the very core. Will of mind or strength of soul isn’t enough to be rid of these demons. You need ...


    JC - May 26, 2007 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Writing
    5

    These words crowd me Pushing and shoving, Fighting and screaming, Their meaning into my head In desperation Their haggard arms reach out Grasping my mind Calling so painfully To be ...


    bubbles5 - May 26, 2007 - 1 min read


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