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WHY DO U HATE MY BLACKNESS
Poetry | Updated Jun 21, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Arturon Gillespie
Have you ever wondered why?
Poetry | Updated Jun 10, 2015 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A young college student applies for an internship in Los Angeles and gets it! But when she finally arrives there to pursue her career...everything comes crashing down. Let's hope she makes it
An analogical perspective at current and future happenings.
Why I write, and why you should write too. The implications of writing and more.
By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
By Jeremy Walker
Unfinished song I started writing.
Draft written 22 March 2015
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 27, 2015 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5
By Jeremy Walker
Song written 24 March 2015
-This is my own writing-
Miscellaneous | Updated Mar 24, 2015 | Reads: 29 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 8
By Reyna Matthews
I wrote this poem when I was, well, in a difficult time of my life. Something happened, I was not happy, and this poem was born. After reading this, I hope that all the parents of children and teens will pause and rethink their actions towards the kids. Do they deserve it? Have you been paying...
By Aaron Shamoba
True meanings of love
Â». If you love her because of her
eyes,lips or body,
it is not "Love" it is "LUST"
Â». If it is because of her intelligence
or insight about life,
it is not "Love", its "ADMIRATION"
Â». If its because she cries every time
you try to leave her,
it is not "Love" it is...
By Josh Gardiner
I talk about my love for Doctor Who and why it isn't just a television series to me.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 28, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Why am I here?
What's my purpose?
I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
I was dating someone when I wrote this but I don't think my relationship inspired this poem. Perhaps it was inspired by the first person with which I was intimate.
A recollection of recent times not so long ago