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when there is anger (or joy, or whatever might be) one does not look for the opposite one does not seek to control or suppress…

The life lived cannot be rejected to live anew afresh; The time passed can never again be regained; The youthful vision can never again be…

Very seldom I get a letter from someone. And I hear the cooing in the mail box. She has already started making her nest. ‘I…

The things you’ve done have no effect any longer I’ve turned away And there’s no turning me back I’m now what I am And what…

A window pane of longing is all it takes to revisit the slanting slopes of Rio de Janeiro, the favellas where samba is like the…

A place to myself A place away from life A place away where I can be alone And place away from stress and tension A…

Which came first – Egg or hen, Literature or grammar? Puzzles still continues! Can you solve it?

Look at my face. What do you see? It’s cracked with life, times gift to me. My teeth are unpearly, my hair’s worn quite rough,…

The child is God in the human form, But innocent of God itself in Nature, Growing to manhood loses divinity, Which he aspires to achieve…

the red flowers on the native tree in my garden glowed in the morning sun; now the curtains are drawn and the darkness embraces the…

The girl Who is…? Fancy to win the power She has…. Kind and nice heart Moral and energetic rhythm in life Neat and Pleasant day…

Money makes the world go bad, or so it seems A most vital part of the American dream Aspirations of the wealthiest position Corrupting even…

let’s not pretend cheat oneself cheat others that a few words (or a profusion) put together in strange unprosaic ways becomes poetry that is the…

Nature of life is not the same for all men; Human life varies from person to person. Many people feel life is a great struggle;…

Branches wrapped in cellophane Covered with glitter Reflecting the memories Of sun Blinding Too bright to look at dead on Like magnesium set on fire…

Be yourself I told myself. I knew the winds would blow to knock me down, but the strength and courage in me will help me…

Kitty blue dress, princess of sorrow, died today, will live tomorrow in her heaven of known belief all her life. Sad time’s a thief. Angels…

Mom! I am sorry that I couldn’t get the said scholarship to your dreamland. It seemed that few marks less to the required margin. And…

Even the violet has turned pale. It is drained white. My own hot blood is leaving me in cowardly flight. Mild fear engulfs my heart…

“after i brush my teeth, and i crawl into bed, can i call you?” “mhmm”, she says always will she accept, as i will always…