It was a bright afternoon that Tuesday. The sun shone its splendor to the place of the solemn souls, Dachau. The Reich must have been a little thoughtful since the concentration camp, made especially for Jews, was slightly huge, but too bad it cannot support nearly ten thousands of people living...
Hi! I'm really an amateur in making poems...
This poem I made is supposed for our literature class.
I really need your help.. I'm not sure is this poem is lovely or if it has errors. I badly need your help.. You have my thanks in advance...
A poem by a luckless friend
The secrecy in her heart...
Dreams are very weird you know. They said dreams are the cause of the last things you're mind thinks of. Maybe the last thing you thought of was spaceship and your brother. Sometimes, you think of things even though you're unconscious, you know? :) I still believe that the only one who can...