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Energy is our creator.
By Kevin Ruta
Personal Poem about feelings of displacement and longing
We need to stop thinking like us and start thinking like Christ. It's easier said than done, but sanctification is important.
Maya is orphan and is about to move to yet another foster family. Tired of being alone and bullied and tired of life she has no expectations of her new town whatsoever. But suddenly she finds an unexpected friend who turns her life upside down, making it sweeter than she could dream of, and...
By Inebriated Genie
The story of a lonely, bitter man in the throws of isolation.
The first story that I really tried to perfect. Let me know if I missed any incorrect grammar and whatnot. By the way, I posted this to Creepypasta wiki under the title
By Jennifer Brighton
Monologue. An old man reflects upon life and love.
By Le Petit Conteur
Based off of my previous story "Silently, Softly, Stealthily Still". I decided that would make a beautiful poem and decided to try my hand at it. I do not know how to write poetry, have never done it before, and am not an avid reader of the genre. Be nice, but critique is requested.
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I grew up in a Christian home, but I myself never had a personal relationship with Jesus. I smiled and did what was asked of me, but I wasn't happy. Bitterness was my constant companion. I allowed things that had happened to me as a child to completely take over my over my life.
My life changed...
By Carolyn Mccluskey
This was during a hard time when I had lost all faith in love
and I had almost given up on life-
By Kim K
This poem was written about a young lady Whose faith was tested.
Poetry | Updated Aug 8, 2013 | Reads: 48 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Not your typical life story. My personal struggles to hold on to whats left of my reality. Day by day passages of my life and the lesson I learn as I wait for the things my heart longs for. The only thing that's making me function, is a faith no one on this earth could provide me...
By Neevey L Noch
JEALOUSY GETS TO YOU SOMETIMES!!!
Poetry | Updated Feb 19, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0