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On CricketsA Poem by Daniel AffsprungJust a quick write, but i like it. |
The Horse PhilosophyA Story by ElizabethAmBurnsOne girl applies the rule that horses make everything better to every aspect of her day. |
Loose EndsA Poem by The Fiddley Scrawler - A ..On the eve of India-Pakistan Cricket World Cup Semis, with a satirical reference to the Indo-Pak wars... Scrawled On: Tuesday, 29th March 2011 |
Violin's VoiceA Poem by AnnieHaiku about the sensation of violin's music |
anonA Poem by plainmethe eyes so empty looking at me seeking answers of questions that no one can see looking in .. |
To the MoonA Poem by Travis Gibson (poetic her..One I've been holding on to. |
Ode to Courtney WalshA Poem by Kevin MulqueenI wrote this eulogy after Courtney Walsh, the great West Indian fast bowler, took his 500th wicket - the first test player to do this. |
Late SummerA Poem by Robert RonnowIt has been beautiful, late August, full moona million crickets followinga million fireflies in June,a million May peepers. Immersedin insect, amphibi.. |
UnforgettableA Story by Who ThisNot exactly a story Its an article, but hey this is writing too. Your reviews are appreciated |
Choosing the wrong shape/modelA Story by Cricket Bettings Tips Fre..The first possible error to make is to fit in the wrong shape altogether. A triangle might fit in a square if you really try hard or maybe if it&rsquo.. |
RecreationA Chapter by NateBriggsThat first month in Jaipur certainly featured more novelty - and confusion - than anything I had ever done before. More disruptive than moving into .. |
The Cricket's CryA Poem by AnnaGolden dew from the sun on the leaves,her forest bloomed so beautiful in the morn.A sacred force inside the twisting black branches,her animation of l.. |
It was my day...A Poem by Randhir kaurMy experience of Sports day was the most freting at the same time a wonderful time with my pals and seniors..I will never forget it.. |
To Tempt DecayA Poem by AnnaI see into her heart;a jagged and fleshly thingenshrouded by a heavy fog.Sewn amidst are creeping vinesloathing their host in wine glasses-shattered t.. |
THE ROBBERYA Chapter by Peter RogersonPoor Oliver! First it was the death of his father, and now this.... |
The Son ExtraOrdinaireA Book by Mrinalini RThe coach of cricket team has special fondness for a player in his team. But, over the course of a week, things turn turbulent. |
Till First Morning LightA Poem by Calebsmith775A poem about nature and insects from a different point of view. |
ReplacementA Chapter by Irenicwhen there was the issue of replacement............................ |