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Random First Lines:I was thinking a lot about the book "1984" by George Orwell, and how really a lot of people in life try and stay away from the truth. They avoid... » Read
The sun and the moon, the loved. The sun and the moon, they make love...
Pain of Lover thinking
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2013 | Reads: 39 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
By Nick Space
This poem is based on a dream I had the other night. I wrote it in about 2 hours and it's almost just a stream of consciousness.
Hopefully you enjoy it anyway, and if you have any questions, maybe they will be answered in part 2.
The nagging feeling of a life unfulfilled with time wasting away.
Poetry | Updated Jul 23, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
That amazing feelingâ€¦when u know the truth...
Poetry | Updated Jul 12, 2013 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
this is just kind of like practice, really. it didnt take long to write this, obviously by the grammar and spelling.
its actually about how love effects our brains, and where we go to find the answers of where it truly comes from.
A heart's eye view of love
Poetry | Updated Jul 2, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
about saying goodbye.
Poetry | Updated Jun 27, 2013 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
3 Chapter Novel About Young Women Who Has To Much To Deal With, And Has Pistanthrophobia(Fear Of Trusting Someone ).
This is a little poetic blurb that came to me in a moment of weakness. These words come from the view that my eyes were seeing at that very moment.
Two teens a boy named Ryu and a girl named Bell both try to commit suicide, but something odd happens instead that may make them rethink suicide.
By Sabareesh Narayanan
this is same as any lost love poem you have read
only difference is this for my angel.hoping to see her again
This poem is the voice of the Wave which struggles to be with its Sea shore.
Poetry | Updated Jun 10, 2013 | Reads: 46 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
Upon my desk I sat with head phone at roar. "Ave Maria" by Schubert my favorite piece of music was falling upon ear. While listening and dancing within, these words and this poem came to heart.