11 fresh Writers, You can read for Free!

Last year on my birthday, I featured my favourite writers online in hopes of giving back to the community, showcase some new Ah-mazing writers and to give you some more writers you can read online for free.

Since my birthday is tomorrow. I am continuing the tradition I started last year. Here is my birthday present to all of YOU.

Here is the list of my 11 favourite writers that inspired, improved, challenged and taught me through their writings online in some way or another this year.

Writers that you can read huge amounts of work for FREE online and be inspired challenged and amazed.

Fasten your belts…

Here we go!

 

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A quick poem about a Love in Spring

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A short love poem that didn’t evolve the way I thought it would. Losing someone when you thought they will be there is just another experience. It takes away your trust in things and people. It’s okay though you grow up and learn from this. You now understand better who to trust and who not to.

Hope you like it!

In spring I met him

He loved my laugh 

And asked me for coffee

In summer we cuddled on his bed

While the screen played some random movie

In fall my life started falling apart

My smile weaken and my eyes lost their shine

And through I tried to battle

with all my might

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What it felt like to win for the First Time, ever

My head was spinning a little, my legs felt like they would give in at any moment and between it all I felt like flying. Yet somehow  it all felt right.

It is a very weird emotion, you want to live in that moment forever but want it to end soon. So you can run and feed that hunger that begins growing in you with that happiness. It is like adrenaline. You want more and more of it.  This growing hunger screams ‘we need to get more of these medals’. This hunger slowly drives you insane but keeps you sane too.

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I still remember that night. (Short Poem)

Man Looking Up At Stars

And I still remember that night

When the whole world had gone dark

Just little lights in little homes

Far far apart

I still remember how we had grabbed our tiny flashlights

And had flashed them on the lonely lifeless street

below our rusted black balcony

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