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Jonathan Owens

    My World of Poetry
    My World Of Poetry
    A Linguistic History of Arabic
    • A Linguistic History of Arabic

      • 330 páginas
      • 12 horas de lectura

      Challenging traditional narratives, this book offers a nuanced exploration of the evolution of Arabic from its classical roots to modern dialects. It delves into the intricate history of the early Arabic language, providing a linguistically-informed framework for understanding its development over time. This comprehensive approach enriches the reader's appreciation of Arabic's diverse linguistic landscape.

      A Linguistic History of Arabic
    • My World Of Poetry

      With Life Comes Death

      • 66 páginas
      • 3 horas de lectura

      Now you know about the people who played big roles in my life. Here's a brief description of my book. This book contains a collection of poems I wrote throughout my life. I did not put them in chronological order so the reader can figure out the puzzle of my life. Let me mind you I still didn't figure that puzzle out, and that's what this book is about. Finding yourself isn't the easiest so remember it's the choices we make that define our lives. These are the choices I made the experiences I learned from. It takes a smart man to learn from his own mistakes but a wise man can learn from others. Everyone has an opinion on what life means to them. These are my opinions because I believe if you can overcome the fear of death you can truly live life.

      My World Of Poetry
    • My World of Poetry

      Still in the Grips

      • 80 páginas
      • 3 horas de lectura

      In this book you will experience real emotions that I dealt with in my life. I felt different like I didn't belong, poetry was the only way I could express myself. Some of the poems may seem like rap or hip-hop, which was my way of fitting in. I also fell victim to the world of addiction for me that is how I dealt with my emotions. As a member of a 12 step fellowship I realized that I didn't want to feel. Drugs and Alcohol made me feel alive, but that feeling would only last so long. After a while I felt misery, pain, and unhappiness. Until one day God granted me the gift of desperation. From that day on I've been sober, but like a good addict those feelings come back. That's why I consider myself "Still in The Grips"

      My World of Poetry