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By Budding Poet
if you have lost love you will connect.. this is about the distance that grows in a relationship. its heart breaking.. this is a small attempt from my side to express it in the form of a poem.
Poetry | Updated Oct 24, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Lana Wray
What does reading mean to you?
Essay | Updated Oct 22, 2013 | Reads: 14 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A poem I wrote last night when I was shut up in my room at night when things are the hardest to face and everything comes flooding back.
We are all actors. We act on every day life putting on characters but does anybody wants to pay us act? I tried.
Script | Updated Oct 18, 2013 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I don't know if this makes sense. It doesn't even rhyme. I just had to get it all out and share.
By Jarreth Morgan
An actual poem that actually rhymes, wow. Haven't felt inspiration to write one of these in a while, but when it hits, it hits hard. Sometimes I wish she would find this.
The way I feel when the person I love is around.
By Night Star
While one love gets put out, another one ignites.
Miscellaneous | Updated Oct 13, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
This is a short story/poem I wrote last year for an assignment. The story is about a man named Terry who is viscously attacked by an unknown creature while on his way to an important event. I mostly chronicle his mental state after the event.
taken from my book, "Taking Our Sweet Little Time"
I haven't posted anything in awhile so here's my return. I hope some of you like it, comment even :) As usual it's inspired by a person/feeling. Anxious, Panic, Stress, relive my past emotions...
This pop into my mind when I'm alone. Thinking of clouds makes me strong. Happy reading!
My name is Tristan Roland and I am an artist. I dream this girl in most nights. Her name is Lily Lake and she is the love of my life. The woman with long dark hair with blue eyes like Sapphire. Most of the time I donâ€™t want to wake up. She always cheerful, graceful and remarkable...
I made this poem when i was roused with emotion one day, this is usually how I feel.
Poetry | Updated Sep 27, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0