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By Jennifer Brighton
I don't remember much afterwards... just the hollow feeling, driving in the darkness and the sickly glow of that fiery, orange light.
Have you ever been disappointed by a boy, a best friend, a loved one? I have.
This piece can also be found at my blog: http://amyrae2609.wordpress.com/2014/01/28/its-monday/
Poetry | Updated Feb 28, 2014 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Jennifer Brighton
I fear I have written one love poem too many...
By S Paul Phillips
You may believe that love is a flower to be plucked, but it is actually a whole garden to be tended. Some thoughts about the rose garden.
My take on dreams
This is a revised version of a poem I wrote for my creative writing class. It was my teacher's favorite poem of mine, and I would have to agree.
I wrote it has a brief, slightly romanticized reflection on the uneventfulness of my dreams over my lifetime.
By Elton Camp
The evening didn't turn out like they had hoped
Poetry | Updated Jan 15, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This poem is inspired from a girl who has many a things to fulfill and achieve and prove her worth!
By Jarreth Morgan
(There is a bit more aggressive swearing in this bit of writing than there is in my other stuff, so if you don't like that don't read)
Been feeling a little down lately. A little more so than usual. So I am dealing with this feeling the only way a shit poet can: making shit poetry.
Many people get discouraged with life, with their trials, setbacks...when hardships and suffering are their lot. This poem suggests that all of us here on earth have difficulties, and that life's not a "free and easy ride"; but we feel better about ourselves and forget our worries and even...
I'm not lucky in life at all, so I'm sad and disappointed lots of times. At times like these, I usually write a poem to give my sadness away. This is a poen which was made this way.
Gone is about having something you hold so dear in your heart suddenly disappearing. This memoir describes what its like to have a place grow up with you and then suddenly disappear forever.
Miscellaneous | Updated Oct 13, 2013 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
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...
#10 in my collection of poems