Nature poetry describing a natural wonder.

Lack of sleep can kill a person, but what happens if you never fall asleep in your dreams?

i’d like to have a discussion about this with someone.

No direction.

In the pool, jumping from the tower, 10 meters high, you are, thanks to Isaac Newton’s calculations, reaches the surface of the water for 1, seven seconds.

Therefore, there is a coherent alternative – to jump into the water with high sides, still did not sink the ship, when there is no strong whirlpool, or jump into the water from the low side, when the whirlwind of all time, is gaining momentum.

I’m sure this has happened to you. If not; you lead some kind of charmed life my friend!

A short story I made a while back. Tell me what you think. Please don’t respond OMG THIS STORY SUX!!!!!11111 lol. Give me real feedback.

Taking stock on one’s life and remembering how important it is for us to have love in our lives.

This poem is dedicated to Baby Bear and Panda Bear.

Story of a family’s immigration to the U.S. and the events following.

Tripping, falling into the vortex,
this wild whirlpool of colors.
Spinning out of this world,
twirling into stranger times.