or sign in with e-mail
Don't have an account? Register Here!
by Ben Pickard
When the moon paints
the birch trees silver...
maybe one day, time will slip backwards
and the clock's hands race to midnight...
the afternoon after you left,
i learned to stitch...
Struck down with anxiety
Tensions weigh heavily upon me...
The angels are singing;
it is not a dream anymore...
by Satish Verma
was on prowl...
A samurai's strike, like in an oval,
jolts from one pivotal point to the other...
against the onslaught of foes...
A true samurai never kill and retaliate.
A samurai just improvise justice...
In life take your time, look around for awhile and take in your surroundings, be thankful for what you have because you won't have it forever
If our eyes refuse to accept the burden of the world's ills, then our hearts will bear the dreadful grief, despite the inevitability of them shattering.
Happiness is one thing you make yourself,
others just contribute to it.