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I wrote this in 2015. It is part of my 2nd poem set titled
By Amani Myles
The midnight craze, pure fun and excitement....
By Haley Choi
Erin Brooks is a dreamer. But how far is this dreamer willing to go to make her dream a reality?
A song that could be a story to many minds, but particulary a song to my heart.
By Towers Of Academe
How long will it last? Relationships
A small poem about remembering...;)
Poetry | Updated Nov 22, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 5
By Ana Jester
This is for Kevin, because in a way, i feel like I've seen him before...
Poetry | Updated Aug 4, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By High School Poet
A poem I wrote after listening to some cool rap beats, and then ended up with these lyrics. They read off kinda like a stream-of-conscience thing, so, I'm just gonna go with that ;) Anyway, I kinda think of it as song lyrics to maybe a rap or something and like a beat, but I'm not sure, it can...
By High School Poet
Another poem I wrote out while thinking about the girl I like and daydreaming about a few other things ;). Nah, I kid, but I did write this in a rather hazy state. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy and I'd love to hear from you all what you think about it!
You travel in eternal darkness hearing a very odd noise that keep getting louder but what happens when you see the light.
By Key Izead
When the weather outside is frightful...
Poetry | Updated Feb 14, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Another very short chapter in the caveman series
Something that I wrote when I snapped out of a daze...
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 10, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Your ability to miss the signs is heightened during the state of semiconsciousness experienced when you first wake up from sleep. Scientificutical language aside, this is about those minutes in the morning when you have no idea where you are because you're so damn tired. (I hate that shit.)
Poetry | Updated Dec 17, 2006 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0