Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Consequences

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THE VERY STIFF GINGERBREAD MANTrust me, when I say that I have nothing against gingerbread men or their related associates but my distaste arises from the very real bitter taste that the last one left in my mouth. Are you wondering what I am talking about or have you also had the misfortunate of bumping into the very stiff gi... More..

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Meaning of life

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MOMENTSI am alone, pondering the small moments that I unrepentantly enjoy. Let's take for example, that all I did this weekend was over exert my body in all forms of self punishment... running, badminton, swimming, tennis and power walking, which has taken over my waking moments. I can not seem to stop this madness. The mere ... More..

Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Conscience

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PICKPOCKET PRINCESSI should have recognised it the day I met the pickpocket princess, that my life would change forever- yet I was ignorant so I did not see the signs.It started out as merely harmless, innocent thrifting where under the disguise of her carefree, happy nature she would casually stroll out with small things. He... More..

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feeling lost

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The hard boiled eggI opened the door to my inner self, only to realise that under all this darkness was a sweet, gentle person that I was beginning to tolerate. I may not be perfect; let's face it, who in this world is? Perfection is boring; it leads to idleness and consistency. I do not intend to be either. This person; who ... More..

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Reality

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ARAB-ITTUDEI sit here wondering, whether I am slightly old fashioned with my obsessive cravings for courtesy and politeness or I am just slightly unhinged for questioning the attitudes of a country that I do not understand. Well, that was until I was introduced to the Arab world, and I am trying to make this point without unk... More..

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Lost love

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THE LOOKING GLASSAm I alone? Am I lonely? so why then do I feel it?Is that my reflection in the mirror? Or is it his? Or have we become one?I thought, I had long left his memories behind. Yet, I can see his face in my reflection, I can see it in my soul.I can not comprehend the reasons for this metamorphis. I have ever so des... More..

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