by CTMcGarry222 words, poem
Three short poems for.... ...the broken hearted.
by freelance_ghost100,471 words, book
Fiction, Adventure/Suspense. Chronicles a young Iraqi girl growing up in an oppressive household and experiencing the horrors of honor killings, and death.
Chapter 2: “The United States is a bunch of bullies; they rub their Christian beliefs like sand paper to our faces. You are so lucky we are Muslim and have values. Their women walk around like whores and their men allow it. A bunch of homosexuals as well, you don’t see that here, Allah wouldn’t allow homosexuals in the Muslim faith. That’s how we know we have the true God. Praise Allah!” He crammed an overabundant amount of rice in his mouth, his cheeks swelling like chipmunks. I couldn’t...
by Rayvin240 words, poem
A Poem of Questioning. What goes on in a lover's mind when the one they care about seems distant? Sometimes we need a better understanding. Part of the collection "Poetry for the one I love".
You make my heart race... I don't think you understand. You make me shy and timid... I don't think you understand. You make me want to sing... I don't think you understand. You make me want to dance... I don't think you understand. I don't think you understand... the effect you have on me when you're near.
by archiew2,710 words, short story
Eerie Revenge. This "Twilight Zone" type story will show that it is not always good to get everything you need. I always thought this story would make a good half-hour suspense episode on television.
The bottle was open and there was a rocks glass, half full of ice, next
to it. Wes swore to himself that the briefcase was empty since this
morning when he'd arrived at the office and emptied it himself. There
was that unmistakable odor of Hai Karate, too, much stronger than the
mellow, inviting scent of the scotch whiskey. The drive home that night was a strange one. Thoughts of Wes' Dad kept
coming through. Wes even lit his cigarette with a match instead of with
the electric lighter in the...
by vivek_hegde36 words, book
collection of my articles. it is a 82 page book. mind set human behavior, attitudes.
the title itself contains a set of thoughts which are so relevant to work & our mindset the article on public sector banks in India - a comparison between public sector banks(state owned) and new generation private/foreign banks operating in India A Farce called Audit - it is a vivid picture of how a bank audit is conducted the article on law of limitation act highlights the irrelevance of the law and then there is one write up on 360 degree appraisal - a sort of a self test there is then a very
by Rayvin358 words, poem
A poem of observation. What if you could summarize all the little things about your lover that make them beautiful to you?. If you enjoy this poem, I recommend you read "When you are near".
I watched you as you slept last night. You looked so peaceful. I couldn't help but notice your slumbering visage... Your innocence; so easy to see while you are in repose. Such a lovely face to glimpse... Everyday but especially right now...
by Rayvin236 words, poem
A poem of passion. When you think of the direction of your relationship with your lover... what comes to mind?. If you enjoy this poem, feel free to browse my other work on the site.
Your look is so heated sometimes, I feel as though I am on fire... Your touch can be so demanding that I feel like I have no choice but to do what you desire. I find myself drawn closer to you even in your blazing bright fury... I find I cannot turn you away even when I've been burned by your flame.
by Rayvin146 words, poem
A poem inspired by my muse. A poem dedicated to the love of my life. What if there was a person in your life that meant more to you than anything? What would you say to them?.
The more of you I see, The more of you I want. The more I listen to your words, The more I wish to hear you say...
by Rayvin272 words, poem
Emotional reactions. How does your loved one make you feel when they're near?. This poem is for all those who have ever felt the presence of their loved one like an almost palpable energy source.
I smile like a fool... when you're near. I get weak in the knees... when you're near. My heart skips a beat... when you're near...
by Tricky_Dicky0 words, poem
Back in the habit. Sister Mary clarence was no virgin. Breaking habits is hard to do, but possible.
by Tricky_Dicky0 words, poem
Enhance your calm. I'll be back! said arnie.
Miguel - Jul 24, 2008
by Tricky_Dicky67 words, poem
wishful thinking poem. wishful thoughts. emotions & thoughts on the life of a bachelor.
by jammylu0 words, article
Things to do in my lifetime. Top ten tenets of my life. We are mere mortals in this earth. Therefore, we should live our lives in the best possible way we can..
I have often wondered what people would say of me when I die. I really have not gone out of my way to be good, but neither was I the reason for any brawl or fighting or anything chaotic that would disturb my otherwise "peaceful" life.
by skye08620 words, short story
Children's story. The cows have jumped over the moon and there's no Ice Cream for birthday parties.. Blake saves the cows and birthday parties.
Bananas in the mid-twenty first century were extremely valuable. All the cows had jumped over the moon and there were no bananas for banana splits or birthday cakes. Blake became a starship admiral and herded the cows back home.
by venus15160 words, poem
Words straight from the heart. Love is the all inspiring force that moves us..
by ChristopherSetterlund9 words, book
Children's Book. Funny and inspirational. Teaches children about how differences make them special. Visit my website for a safe download..
A five page free preview is available in my blog on this site. Simply search for my name, Christopher Setterlund if you would like to check it out.
by skye08207 words, poem
dedicated to my son. dealing with the death of my child.
For all but a child, the connection of loves comes to you.
by Saborna5,215 words, short story
Story of a servant girl. The story is an intimate portrayal of a little girl’s interactions with the maid who lived in her house.. Bengal Monsoon has appeared in New York Stories and Quality Women’s Magazine U.K. and been nominated for a Pushcart Prize..
We all fear that Parul is losing her mind. Sometimes I see her standing alone on the terrace, the evening wrapped around her frail form, the sadness of a day gone by mute and heavy in her eyes. These days she talks very little, eats even less and falls into prolonged silences. Sometime s I see her circling the potted plants on the terrace but she mostly remains in her tiny room on the third floor.
Revenge - Jul 12, 2008
by mikes_goddess1,689 words, short story
catharsis on paper. another cautionary tale - For my second husband - Cary.
“I want my life back.” The words replayed in her mind. Three years later, the divorce papers came. Mia held them, smiling. She had only seen her ex husband a few times since he’d been gone. He wanted his life back, but he had taken hers. His laziness had caused her health to fail. His lies had caused her to lose a child. She’d given up her education to work to pay for his. She wanted her life back too.
by mikes_goddess923 words, short story
occult. a cautionary tale.
Victoria sat quietly stringing beads; Over and over she beaded the pattern...three garnet, three hematite, three pearls, one silver, three amethysts, three citrine, three clear quartz, one silver, three rose quartz, three bloodstone, three smoky quartz... ”If you make it, they will come...”
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