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By Ezekial Danger
Short story for now but it will be a novel eventually. 'The Beacon' is basically the light of the soul, and in this world children like young Sammy are known by a secret underground movement as 'Children of The Grey' and those monsters in his room are no mere imaginings, they are 'The Shadows of...
I couldn't think of a summery for this for some reason so...THIS IS MY SECOND POEM. I don't think this is a good one but I tried so...Enjoy? ALSO, I made an old poem like this last year but I threw that paper away so I had to
Poetry | Updated Sep 30, 2013 | Reads: 33 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 10
Writing poems about the almighty is never easy.
Poetry | Updated Sep 28, 2013 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
The Worldwide firestorm
Life is unpredictable
By Seiiki Akuma
Kid, at first, seems to be a normal kid until one day he died and lived. He then gets caught up in a different world where magic is the way of life and monsters are common. He becomes separated from his only two friends and struggles to start a new life as not only Kid Shinigami but as the son...
By Juli Monat
She was so desperate; waiting for that strange
By Ted Gerard
It is good to know when dealing with Quantum Multi-versal Mechanics that one can be both singular and infinite. So the sunflower fields is a metaphor for a person's soul. It is this energy of belief that is used to power the God Machine.
Its just a relatable poem or script. Simple Misery talks about this girl with so much depression and hate towards herself.
Tell me what you think about it! I will absolutely return the favor! Hope you like it xx
How evil is overwhelming good... and storms all over what was once pacific
Poetry | Updated Sep 5, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
The hole i was in was dark and deep...but with every heartbeat, I get closer and closer to the light.
Poetry | Updated Sep 3, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Inch By Inch
This is about my feelings of being away from home at college
My thoughts translated into words
Here sits the queen of the vastest kingdom in all four nations. Still reeling from her parents untimely death, queen Margaret ,the first of her name, indulges the cold harsh reality of what it means to rule. Under threat of siege and destruction of the citadel, she stares down a path of no...
There is Darkness and there is Light.
Poetry | Updated Aug 28, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 12