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When released into the wide
blue yonder, a balloon will...
by Meena Krish
by Ben Pickard
I grieve the groves that have been felled
By man's most irksome hand...
by Larry Chamberlin
Sometimes I just think
how I am supposed to feel...
by Em (marmite)
When we modify
our lives even a little...
I will be there when life feel numb
when bells ring out a humming drum...
by Maple Tree
Melody speaks beyond the trees
Yearning for her spirit to sing...
by Purvi Gadia
Parchments shelf on my bed side,
I blot them with little drops of blood...
I remove most of my clothes each night...
With every tear that's shed, there's a lesson to be learned.
Our children are like sponges, they soak up the world around them. Do them a favour and show them a sea of goodness, the rivers of sin, the waterfalls of unconditional love and the oceans of human kindness.
Love is like respect it starts from within.