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StoryCall Centre Blues Conan.White413 years 2 weeks ago
StoryBeyond Darkness Conan.White113 years 2 weeks ago
Story'The Journey' by Joshua Castelino (Age 8 ) Conan.White213 years 2 weeks ago
Story'The Passionate Deceit' Conan.White113 years 2 weeks ago
StoryA Dragon's Tale Conan.White113 years 2 weeks ago
CollectionPoems Conan.White013 years 2 weeks ago
CollectionSomething Different Conan.White013 years 2 weeks ago
StoryWords Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryPretentious Poem Conan.White313 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Shadows of a Broken Marriage Conan.White213 years 2 months ago
StoryTo Be Born Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 7 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 6 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 5 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 4 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 3 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 2 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Believing- Chapter 1 Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Union Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Way Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryLove's Goodbye Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Sorrow Conan.White113 years 2 months ago
StoryUndisclosed Guilt Conan.White113 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Boy that could Fly Conan.White013 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Questing Knight Conan.White013 years 2 months ago

My collections

My stories

The Minimalist Poem

The Begining The Middle The End..............

Pretentious Poem

I use big words to hide the talent that I do not have I masquerade with metaphors that have no real meaning My verse and rhymes are of nugatory value

Call Centre Blues

The coffee is cheaper than the plastic cup it is served in Its taste as bitter as my life For the calls are constant here A barrage that will eventually destroys my very soul

I Ain't No Angel

I ain't no Angel No divine wonder No holy apparition Just an abandoned soul I ain't no deity Not of the Lord Not of any faith Because I am very much of the flesh

The Shadows of a Broken Marriage

I lived in pain for so long The bitter tears of doubt was all I knew It was not you I needed to forgive For I punished Myself every footstep of the way The bitterness swells

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