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Metro Station. Metro in the big city. We don’t have a metro here but I wish I could board one from here to there. Being far away from my family and immersed with a bunch of working professionals sounds so right, right now. I want this new job but I can’t seem to think I am not ready to reach for bigger dreams. What if I fail? What if I don’t know enough? I probably don’t but I might as well try. Hope you go after your dreams. Metro.

» Posted By P On 02.13.2019 @ 11:58 pm


There was a lovely atrium in the foyer of the building where I used to work. I loved going there in my breaks. It felt like I was escaping to a little private place in the rainforest where no-one could see me. I loved the smell, and the green contrast against all the concrete and glass.

» Posted By P On 08.10.2018 @ 6:58 am


There isn’t any creature in this world that is as cute and light as the butterflies. Butterflies are found in various sizes and colours. But the most interesting aspect is its charm.

» Posted By P On 06.07.2017 @ 5:30 am


The essence you left as you walked by,
Reminded me of that moment.
The moment we first met, brushed, smiled,
The moment I knew I wanted your essence forever.

» Posted By P On 04.09.2017 @ 11:43 am


My ship drifts left, right… surrounded by the darkness of night with no moon or star to steer towards. My compass lies in a pile of shattered glass, and I pray for the morning sun to give me direction.

» Posted By P On 12.18.2016 @ 2:00 pm


Why have you masked your feelings for me? You stand there off to the side, looking so distant and indifferent. From your kiss last night, though, I know better.

» Posted By P On 12.03.2016 @ 3:21 pm


I don’t even remember hearing the officer yell ‘Freeze’. Perhaps he did, perhaps it was something he should have said. All I remember is the searing pain in my thigh, the scream of pain from my mouth, and the scraping of my cheek on the ground.

» Posted By P On 11.28.2016 @ 6:59 pm


The stumble was in the open for all to see. He tried to recover, regain his composure and pretend it never happened. But they saw. And they laughed. And he felt the heat of shame and embarrassment envelop him when he learned she saw as well.

» Posted By P On 11.19.2016 @ 10:08 am


There are signs that things are coming to a conclusion. Which way will the signs lead me – to the right, away from pain and suffering, or to the left, away from the mediocrity I had embraced for so long as reality.

» Posted By P On 11.13.2016 @ 6:10 am


As I savour the western sky
My mind explores the reasons why
You turned away and left me here
With nothing more than tepid beer.

» Posted By P On 11.11.2016 @ 6:49 pm


I am surrounded by thieves that wish to take away every joy and pleasure, and replace them with an emptiness that leaves me in a state of dispair and longing. These thieves… they must be exposed, rejected, pushed aside, surrounded and overcome with love and passion.

» Posted By P On 10.27.2016 @ 11:53 am


The dog whimpered as its owner hit it on the head with his football boots. He did this because the dog chewed his housemates undies. The dog wasn’t even one.

» Posted By P On 02.10.2016 @ 2:44 am


Exchange rate is something that I never fully understood. I mean who is the person behind it to set the proper value? I do not consider myself stupid – but maybe I am. After all, everything is just a matter of an agreement, isn’t it?

» Posted By P On 11.27.2015 @ 9:16 am


I am a mighty baboon. I have a mighty baboon bum.

» Posted By P On 06.01.2015 @ 12:06 am


I actually have no idea what this word means, but it’s a pretty word, i like how it sounds… would like to know its meaning. words are beautiful actually.

» Posted By P On 05.01.2013 @ 3:44 pm


The injury swelled faster than I thought it would. I should call someone, but who? My parents? They had their own issues. I was alone.

» Posted By P On 01.31.2013 @ 7:33 am


I often think about the divide between reality and my imagination, particularly with a mental illness. What seems real to me is not to others. Am I crazy? Or enlightened? Or a mixture of both? Is that possible?

» Posted By P On 01.22.2013 @ 12:37 pm


white coat

» Posted By P On 11.24.2012 @ 4:52 pm


a name. a place. where you met. mention every peace of apparel she was wearing. what was her smile like. what did she smell like.

» Posted By P On 11.19.2012 @ 3:09 am


When a scream is a roar.. The heart is pounding with frustration and anger, and the hands are dripping with sweat. The throat is choked with emotion, but words are coming out in a scream.. which is a roar.

» Posted By P On 11.10.2012 @ 5:41 am


They thought of nothing else but the cold fury displacing reality outside and how it could enter them. If only they hadnt been so selfish. But cant being good for the sake of yourself indirectly benefit everyone. themelves can be a conceptual concept

» Posted By p On 11.08.2012 @ 2:31 pm

they were themselves
they whimpered as
the sky grew dark
and they felt their arms
falling off of their bodies

they sang together
one hundred thousand notes
they were themselves
under the nightsky

they wore dresses made
of yesterday’s thoughts
and tomorrow they will be nude

they are themselves

» Posted By P On 11.08.2012 @ 1:23 pm


raised in the neighborhood with little to no ethics, Robin has a very bad attitude towards life and people. He hates the people. He hates life.

» Posted By p On 10.19.2012 @ 4:26 am


Since it happened, everyone has been shocked. The whole school waited in silent since the event had taken place and while I remained calm, the teachers panic could be sensed through their hand gestures behind closed doors. It was a cold but sunny morning when it happened. I had walked to school with my younger brother and best friend, unknowing that the day would end as one of the most fatal tragedies the town had ever seen. Becky was her name; she had been born into a family where drugs came first and family health came second. She was the oldest of three; a younger sister and a younger brother. Since she was the oldest, she had to take on the role of the family caretaker. Becky looked out for the rest of her family, doing the chores as well as funding them with the little money she received from bartending on the weekends, while her siblings were left with her grandparents. Of course, she knew how the day would end.

» Posted By P On 10.13.2012 @ 3:11 pm


Free never earned. This is the life’s blood of Christianity ~ my God provides it, I enjoy it, share it and hope that others will come to know Him through my love for Him. Through the way I live my life, and through the way I love other people. Help me, Lord, to work out my salvation with fear and trembling.

» Posted By P On 08.30.2012 @ 11:15 am


I refuse to give up. Just like the donkey didn;t give up I will never give up because I will continue to take a step up with my life. refuse is a wrod refuse is a word that is not in my vocabbulary i do nt know wat else to say this is fuiller oh no i;m giving upp

» Posted By p On 08.27.2012 @ 6:47 pm


The hockey game started as the refs blew the whistle. Every single player on the team was in the mind set, in the zone they wanted to conquer and tear apart the other side inside and out. There is no mercy, it’s a battle field for the poor. There is no mercy in a war. There is my zone and yours. Guess who’s is going to die in bloody murder.

» Posted By P On 08.16.2012 @ 6:10 pm


Manners? Do I need more manners? I feel like I’ve just written about manners… but that can’t be right, can it? You don’t write about manners multiple times in a row. I mean how much can you actually write about manners? The word itself has two ‘n’s in it, and an s.

» Posted By P On 08.10.2012 @ 2:05 am

Manners are important in our world. Without manners we could hardly function. What happens when you don’t say please and thank you? Well, most of the time you leave people feeling offended. At times adding a polite word here or there is just a polite thing to do, you make people feel like they matter because you are making the effort to use your manners.

» Posted By P On 08.10.2012 @ 2:03 am


scary…. i don’t like to think about it.

» Posted By P On 08.08.2012 @ 5:08 am

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