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It's Too Late

It's Too Late

A Story by Cat


My baby lived longest in my mind. The nurse handed me the box and told me it was better not to look inside. All I could think when I looked at it was,..
When Everything Becomes Old

When Everything Becomes Old

A Poem by E.P. Robles


When everything becomes oldand all that is new becomeseliteThat all which happens isa hand in two and lips andlies are two in oneThen once was preciou..
ACT (of) ONE

ACT (of) ONE

A Poem by E.P. Robles


THE curtains open to broken applausean audience of great mystery i cannot see their faces nor their eyes my Usher flees me! And Time, the soliloqu..
A HEART FOREVER BROKEN

A HEART FOREVER BROKEN

A Poem by E.P. Robles


Tonight I can write the saddest lines.Write, for example, 'The night is starryand the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'Within this dark lone..
Balanced/Unbalanced

Balanced/Unbalanced

A Stage Play by A Decent Playwright


College student Aubrey has tragic news to break to her best friend Ryan’s mother, Mrs. Murray, over a game of Jenga, but Mrs. Murray’s unb..
BY THE LIVING LIGHT

BY THE LIVING LIGHT

A Poem by E.P. Robles


HOW DEATH reaches into weaknesswhen Life is dark ~~ do not be weakfor death but strong for Life; howold age and mental images rageand how once known b..
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NO TITLE

A Poem by E.P. Robles


You are the masterpiece of my life! Within you reside the vibrant hues of love! Next to the shimmering sky, amidst the melodies, In every memory, y..
You Don't Love Me

You Don't Love Me

A Poem by Poet Pittinix


The author writes the blues.
A Slumbering Daisy

A Slumbering Daisy

A Poem by E.P. Robles


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While Humanity Sleeps

While Humanity Sleeps

A Poem by E.P. Robles


WHILE humanity sleeps (half of the world to you and me)We, birds whom nature adores charm from atop lookoutsshut eyes and dreamdream of mind and feels..
Echoes of Affection - Musings on Love's Dichotomy

Echoes of Affection - Musings on Love's Dichotomy

A Poem by E.P. Robles


This poem delves into the intersection of life and death, highlighting the quiet and often unnoticed moments that frame our ultimate departure.
THE VOICE OF A POET

THE VOICE OF A POET

A Poem by E.P. Robles


The poet is a man who feigns,And feigns so deep, with artful guise,That he, at length, with ease attainsTo feign the pain he truly sighs.Those who rea..
The liar

The liar

A Poem by Tanishka singh


It is pertinent to assume, Your glory within you is after all And at all ends of no use.. You sparkle you spite Your meanings of love..
CoNFoRm

CoNFoRm

A Poem by E.P. Robles


my conformity a deflated baglost hot airas the child-diedreborn now child-like //@// who is scornedthe twinkle in one eyebe pus in anotherand let Puri..

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