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this ones for my sister
This is simply another poem I wrote whilest unable to sleep one night =]
A history of writing back to the beginning. Lots of stuff that is on booksie, mostly a blog full of drafts. Worth it for the history.
Silence is the night until the day is forlorn.
Poetry | Updated Sep 15, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a work in progress, it follows three characters I've been working with for awhile and I'm writing it to help with some character developement and dodge some writer's block. The three characters are Sand, Lilith, and Sammy. Sand can control fire, Lilith can move at incredible speeds,...
The story may sound a little strange, since it was translated from Portuguese (the original language in which I wrote it). I'm a writer, not a translator.
Walks, parks, terraces, summers, endless discussions that seem useless, dreams, teen with head in the clouds to immeasurable hights hard decisions, remorse, regret, regret, compassion, listing the name, refresh some old memories and long forgotten , gossip, rumors, stubborn personality, ego...
that dreaded loneliness, again. (yes, another short poem, sorry)
Poetry | Updated May 3, 2011 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
By Theoretically In Love
Again like the title suggest.
I do really see some truth do this, its evidence is all around us.
This is a shorter poem I did, just mainly for purpose of not appearing dead here. Note!! I have more things to add later :)
By Philip Roberts
All my poems about winter 2008 are an indication just how long the 8-month winter seemed!