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A poem about the unexpected difficulties that arise in relationships.
This poem I wrote a few months ago but it was for the wrong person and now I am dedicating this to my girlfriend Cheyenne I am posting this because I want to show you how I am good at writing poems and expressing my way into them. So here it is my poem to you Cheyenne. :)
I wrote this when i was twelve for a contest, and than posted it on my old account HilaryLokstar earlier this year., It didn't get very popular, so i'm reposting it. Summary: The teacher of the grade 12 science class of Lamitory Brook highschool tells the story of strange things happening in...
Basic summary of nostalgic feelings towards another.
just read it, it's hard to explain and not very long. this is a poem about my life. this is my favorite, and most meaningful poem i have. hope you like c:
Poetry | Updated Jun 24, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
When you live in a house with a nutty alcoholic and cheating workaholic, sometimes it seems there are only a few ways of dealing. Drugs, Suicide, or my favorite, running away. But I really considered it until I turned fifteen. I was going to go, all by myself, and just be free. But when you're...
By Roland Zanst
It is not a short story but a description, going nowhere as word gargle.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 28, 2012 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a very imaginative poem! I bet kids would love it! (I have not made many poems, corrections and tips loved!)
Poetry | Updated Dec 16, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
This is a fictitious story about the Yeti.
A history of writing back to the beginning. Lots of stuff that is on booksie, mostly a blog full of drafts. Worth it for the history.
Silence is the night until the day is forlorn.
By Crazy Chloe Me
you are everything to me
By Ray Mishpat
A rhythm to the Bringer of Rains.
Poetry | Updated Aug 5, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Poetry | Updated Apr 11, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he walked over to the televisions he had placed on his desk, all of which were hooked up to the CCTv cameras he had positioned in each of the rooms of his house. He surveyed the rooms on the screens and deciding that they were all empty, he unbolted his door.