Our World

Love letters...

The Ghosts of Love

When it's over, it's over!

They bring me their ghosts

A friend in need.....

Almost Perfect

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The Nobel Double

My dreams of winning the Nobel Prize for Literature were rudely interrupted this morning by the man I’d placed my hopes and dreams with.

The chain of coincidences 1/11

As usual on a Wednesday morning, the 'Holmwood Advertiser' arrived on the doormat of the Bell household as well as the daily papers.

THEY: THE LEADERS

This poem targets the politicians basically Indian politicians who are corrupt despite of a democratic government in India...

I'M ALONE

Feeling sick, i'm alone, coz of life, i'm all blown. there'z smthing in me, that keeps me alive... My soul now seems dead, and inside i'm all red. Wounds of words, yet unhealed...

WHEN I MISS YOU

When i'm alone, listning to a sad tone. going all about through my memories, and smiling at the sweet revories. not noticing the call on my cell, and ignoring the door bell. i think of you,

The second attempt 8/8

Dave and Mary had just settled themselves for their night time drinks before going to bed, when there was a knock on the kitchen door.

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