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This is set in viewpoint of the man that left Miss Havisham (Great Expectations-Charles Dickens)explaining why he left her on their wedding day.
An enchanted fairy tales book sucks two struggling brothers into a story they will never forget. Sleeping Beauty and sleeping medications, Little Red Riding Hood, a drug dealer with a wolf following close for his next fix, with a case of Schizophrenia. Will The two brothers make it out, or will...
While flipping through a terrible middle school / high school poetry book I had, this was probably the only one I wrote I am not embarrassed to make public.
Poems don't need summary
By Eileen Mcguinness
My mood can fluctuate from time of the day to time of the year or even month for that matter if you know what i mean.Once the red sea starts then i'm fast on a downer and it's like climbing mount everest with a caravan on my back for the next few days.This poem explores the moodswings and how i...
By Eileen Mcguinness
A crisis is around the corner as the west braces itself for another double deep recession.This poems describes the feelings of people who have been let down by the establishment.There is fire in their eyes,anger in their hearts and the smell of desperation which lingers like death on a...
An engaging story about a slightly strange boy named, Edwin.
This is a poemish thing, not quite poetry but not quite anything else. the meaning is open for interpretation but those who have been there before will know whats up. cheers and thanks for the read
Poetry | Updated May 13, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A old ward nurse comes back to the building that caused her chronic grief. Will she banish the spirits of her past or will they get the better of her?
Lessons rules corprate learning to cope
The title says it all.
"Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And when you look long into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you."
A dark evil tale of a snail gone insane.
Poetry | Updated Jan 22, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Christopher M Brown
This is a book of my poetry that I put together in the hopes of getting published soon. Kids, well, not only kids, but teenagers and adults too of this era are finding themselves in the throes of an epidemic named depression. Inside are the poems I wrote during my depression and after I got out...