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A Shakespearean poem I wrote for my English class. It's not as good as Shakespeare's though :)
By Crow Of Light
A masked Hand reaches for you, but not every face owning the hand will be what you think.
I wrote this piece some time ago. It was based on some of the actions my friend took and I tried convincing her that they weren't good for her, but she was too stuborn so we went our sepperate ways. I hope you guys enjoy this. Comment please.
The seven of them were sent on a mission. They had failed and she had to stay behind and watch them go. She thought of renewing everything in the city where her parents had died. She couldn't, she had to go back but she was offered a big role in this city. She refused and got her way back to her...
This is a more emotional love poem I wrote. I hope you enjoy, cheers!
I have been called many times in life naive, my words, my writing, my art.This work is to answer all those who have. Hope you may relate?
I put a shield around my heart
By Dark Poet
poetry from a stand poit of murder,love and lust
it's and unforgiving
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
the tragic tale of a man in trapped in the depths of madness
a poem about the queen falling for the kings dearest knight, who dose not return the feelings for the queen because he loves the king.
Another poem, written after being lied to and tricked, once again.
A very brief video presentation to my newly published book along with a link to my authors website and where to purchase the book.
There was a story about two brave warriors who fought each other till their deaths overâ€¦something, causing both warriorâ€˜s family and friends to repel each other. No one actually knows the story, but somebodyâ€˜s got to know! And that person lives among the two strongest clans in...
He was everything I wanted although letting him go was a big mistake. My name is Rain. I meet the 2nd love of my life and he slips from my finger tips and falls for another girl. But not just any girl...
This poem is about how you love someone and they go behind your back and betray you. You know that the best thing to do is to walk away from him, and pay him back with revenge.
Poetry | Updated May 12, 2012 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 0