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Random First Lines:This is my side of my friend's 'Lost' stories. We were at a sleepover at one of our houses and then we decided to write. So, we came up with the... » Read
The first poem I ever wrote referring to the trauma I went through. It was hard writing it, and I am sharing it because I believe this is a beautiful poem. Not because of the trauma I went through, but because I was brave enough and had enough strength to get it out and write it down on paper.
This is a collaboration kind of poem which myself and Sohail (Soulzzyy) wrote as almost like a second part/remix to his poem 'Like a Biscuit'. That is such a stunning poem and therefore I really really enjoyed writing this and re-creating the original one. The basic idea behind it is that a...
About some of mine and my little sisters relationship.
This was an assignment that I had to turn in during my sophomore year. It is structured in the simple, yet well known
"The past is a gaping hole. You try to run from it, but the more you run, the deeper, more terrible it grows behind you, its edges yawning at your heels. Your only chance is to turn around and face it. But it's like looking down into the grave of your love, or kissing the mouth of a gun, a...
Depths of Insanity
Mere thoughts caused by particular events.
Hope you enjoy,
// Ikky x
In this poem "he" is the narrator's memories.
Poetry | Updated Mar 31, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Colton Cotton
May I rest in peace...since I made you live in pain
Poetry | Updated Mar 24, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Basically, an absolute psychopath who has an unhealthy obsession with James Bond movies, buys two cats and tries to remake the end scene of the movie, The Man with the Golden Gun. It's an absolutely ridiculous story with Scottish humor but give it a bash please. You might just like it.
A poem about how men are looked upon in today's society, there is a false assumption about men.
A short poem/story about this person
By April Pearl
Absence of love is very draining for a human being. No matter how strong we are, we all long for a companion with whom we may share an intimate physical relation or be able to pour. your heart out. Somehow,true love is too expensive...and is hardly found. Yet, we want that, which we won't...
Short Story | Updated Feb 15, 2014 | Reads: 111 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 26
it's a haiku...
Poetry | Updated Feb 13, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
"It hurts for me to sit here and watch you pass..."
She is passing, yet he is the one dying.
Jessica Reynolds has been lying in the same hospital bed for months, Matt Reynolds, her husband and the love of her life sits by her bed and watches her die. Day by day, it gets worse for both Jessica...