I hope that anyone who reads this will understand it the way it is meant to be understood. But that rarely is the case with any prose or poetry. Meh. Don't just think it's about me being in love or something like that. Because you'd be wrong. Terribly, shamefully wrong.
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The Gilded
By Katharyn.R.King - Posted on October 9th, 2007
The Gilded
Gold leaf lives and ignorant ears
Versace eyes and MasterCard tears
Blank faces and dull gray skies
Voiceless songs and bitter lies.
If only they could hear
And listen
Spread to its airy thinness,
Gucci reigns supreme.
The world is lifeless, ancient Read More »
I am you and You are me? No thanks...
By asmaw - Posted on October 2nd, 2007
Tagged: Society
• america
• Choice
• different views
• freedom
• Shared Responsibility;Personal Freedom; Better Future
• tell me your opinion
• Critique my writing
• Shared responsibility
One-ness v. Many-ness? Read More »
Understanding Islam's Past- Turkey and Iran
By asmaw - Posted on October 1st, 2007
Tagged: background information
• broad prosperity
• history
• intro
• Iran
• islamic history
• Turkey
• two examples of Islam in societies
• Critique my writing
Note: Read the beginning for this paper/analysis of Islam, using the past and coming to the present, here: http://www.progressiveu.org/170450-understanding-islam-the-past-and-the-present Read More »
Stranger...Why I Want to Meet You
By asmaw - Posted on September 29th, 2007
Tagged: better future
• broad prosperity
• College
• growing up
• high school and friends
• my life
• New York
• opening up
• Poetry
• seeing the world
• strangers and friends
• struggles
• subways
• suicidal thoughts
• troubles
• walt whitman
• Critique my writing
STRANGER! if you, passing, meet me, Read More »
Things Never Remain the Same...It's How Life is
By asmaw - Posted on September 25th, 2007
Tagged: better future
• broad prosperity
• Change
• color of water
• coming to america
• friends
• growing up
• Home
• immigrant
• james mcbride
• life lesson
• pakistan
• remember
• turn back time
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Change is constant and we constantly change. I longed for things to remain the same but I have accepted and I have learned to live and love that things change.
The Afterlife
By J.N.N - Posted on September 19th, 2007
A sweet smell like honeydew blew strongly on a breeze. The magnificent sound of a master pianist playing his finest work could be heard, and faded along with the scented wind. Grainy, rocky dirt slid across my taste buds, and the touch of grass could be felt on my skin. My eyelashes parted, and Read More »
My Brand of Hell
By the.authoress - Posted on September 16th, 2007
You feel me tighten up and try to soothe me, rocking and whispering quiet reassurances. Noticing that I'm unresponsive, you turn around in my vice grip of an embrace to see my face contorted in a mask of immense pain. Tears bursting forth from my closed eyes. Read More »
