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Ain't it funny?! (Poetry) 6-01-2005
by Rana Lotfy
Ain't it funny?! When i do well in my exam, But still i fail! Ain't it funny?! When i apply for a job, But don't get it, And their excuse is that i'm a snob! Ain't it funny?! When i'm dying to visit a country, And my best friend ends up...

All Rise (Poetry) 6-01-2005
by Rana Lotfy
People, be wise and rise, We have been asleep for a long time, Disregarding the brutal inhuman crime, Of killing the innocent. Their masks are falling one after the other, What else are we waiting to discover, That the sound of our...

Inside or Outside? (Opinions) 11-01-2005
by Rana Lotfy
In a world which regards appearances as a free ticket to get anywhere, do anything, and be anyone, the number of women undergoing cosmetic surgery is increasing. I guess the idea "beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder" has become outdated, huh?...

Invisible (Poetry) 16-01-2005
by Rana Lotfy
"There he is," passing by, My heart skips a beat, I sigh, I ask myself would he ever look my way, "Oh, there he goes," maybe not today. Maybe tomorrow he will, If I manage to stand still, But when I look in the mirror I see, Why he'd never...

Suicide (Poetry) 6-01-2005
by Rana Lotfy
How many times have you thought of suicide? I’m sure not as much as I did, Through all my sufferings I lied, To myself. I thought my wounds were deeply hid. Although they came to surface I refused to cry, I said I’d rather die, Than shed...

Untitled (Poetry) 6-01-2005
by Rana Lotfy
Anger and pain are my friends again, Loneliness is my companion, I’m always angry and pissed, At the chances I’ve missed. In this harsh cold world, I barely feel secure, Could it be because I became mature? They said ignorance is bliss,...

Will he know? (Poetry) 21-03-2005
by Rana Lotfy
I really like him, But I wouldn't dare, Tell him in the face, That’s why I stare, At him when he isn't looking. It hurts me so deep, That the only time we are alone, Is in my sleep. I tried to hint that I’m into him, but still...