Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
Save the last bite for me. This blog keeps together my pleasant experiences, culinary delights, the sensuality of sight, smell, feel, and taste, the bonding moments with family and friends, and even alone moments with food as the centerpiece. I share all these joyful gastronomic experiences with you, my dear Readers. On Hair Growth Home Remedy.
Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. with whom? I feel uninspired.
An attempt to stay connected to my creative side. On April 21, 2008 by sneha kulkarni. I waited to hold you and. Watch the sun sink at the orange horizon. What if all was not what I felt. What if I was the only one who felt it.
The adolescent essence of a doll, which lies in her poetry and prose. Friday, June 12, 2009. To open up this precious treasure. For fear that it may be taken away. I entrust it to you,. That you will keep it safe. And guard it with your own life. This key is as important as your own being. I can hand it to you without regret. Take it and keep it close to your own,. Because I want you to know. That a part of it. Comes from a part of you.
Sunday, 31 July 2016. The feminine energy in our galaxy. Is a ruling force, throughout eternity. That finds it hard to go away. It even took over the power. That now has become a shower. Of evil, spreading across. Our earth finds itself at a loss. Of knowing her true identity.
The Old Lady, The Postman, and The Girl. February 26, 2014 by Chris. The old lady sits silently pissing. Reminiscing, she wonders where. On the long road of life she took. The turning that led to this chair. Daily, she sits in the same corner. And wets herself from time to time,. As tears trickle down her cheek. The postman passes through the lounge. Seeing the old lady he is reminded of. His nose wrinkles as he tries. At first he thinks of.
21st Century Portuguese Poetry translated into English. 59 poets, 341 poems.
Everyday angels are hard to come by. My Nana was as sweet as could be. She loved us all since we were babies. As I sit and reminisce. Her beautiful persona in my presence. This Earth is not the same without her. But she is now living with Our Father. Looking down upon her family. Watching us grow, loving us equally. I always think of you.
Relationship and friendship poetry submitted by visitors to friendshipisaverb. Thursday, 13 November 2008. Rhapsody - A Moment in Love by Ushna Sardar. Like clouds drifted across the sky. Keeps climbing higher and higher. Startling disclosures of sweet secrets. I can still vividly remember. Had brought me closer to you. That flowed through those veins. The star travelled in disguise.