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Never give in………..!!!

  My name was announced that I was next on stage, then fear came to me, swaying seductively and smiling wickedly. She stood in front of me and...

Before I was a Mom…

I made and ate hot meals. I had unstained clothing. I had quiet conversations on the phone. Before I was a Mom... I slept as...

Bleeding Da Vinci

By JESICA BLANDON When your skin smells of a renaissance does That mean change resides in your soul? My mother Whispers in a cadence familiar to my ears to...

Colour Blind…!!!

  I am everything and nothing, I am colour. I steal individuality, I distort the reality, I struggle to fit in, I can’t help but stand out, All...

MY WIFE…!!!

  If my wife were a book, she would be a Beauty Encyclopedia Because she answers every questions beauty can ever ask If my wife were a...

What Does it Mean to be a Poet? by Nathan Bednarek

I’ve always wanted to write something like this, be it an essay or an article. I’ve always had an idea or a vision of...

The Desiderata

  Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms...

If— BY RUDYARD KIPLING

(‘Brother Square-Toes’—Rewards and Fairies)   If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself...

I Don’t Want to Write a Poem.

I don't want to write a poem Since poems aren't meant for MEN. Men drink their pain away in whiskey every night And smoke their sadness pretending...

POT BELLY MEN

Pot belly men of our great Nation Ambassadors of poverty Looters of National treasures Breeding nest of corruption Masters of lies and deceit See what you have done See what...

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