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More original poetry by myself, about myself
More of a speech than a poem, I suppose. Charlie Chaplin was playing havoc in my head.
O Man, have you forgotten what you are?
Poetry | Updated May 15, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Daisy Ink
A man wakes up one morning unable to recall the events of the night before and after a brief investigation, he realizes that he took a pill that was designed to erase memories, however for some odd reason he feels that the memory he erased was of something important.
Poem doodled in the boredom of class
By Little Moon
Alcohol and bright lights
Broken hearts and black night
Sins and tears
Mistakes with beer
Drink till you forget
All the days you've regret
A poem about that special teen that we all remember and cherish in our hearts, My he/she be our best friend, or a grand love. We will always miss them.
Â© Copyright of lizzie1124 Everybody goes through heartbreaks. But it takes a wonderful guy to heal a broken heart. Don't give up on what you love it will always be worth it in the end.
Bailey and Logan have been in love since they first met, 5 years ago.
My grandmother has Alzheimer's, it's such a horrible illness that many people aren't aware of. My nan taught me how to bake and how to knit, she is my everything. So I wrote this poem, to make people more aware of what the illness is like. I hope this reaches out to others as well.
This is the 3rd story in the first volume of my first collection of short stories: Love and Loss. This is NOT an attempted retelling of the story of Creation from Christianity and it should be evident based on certain stories. This story is meant to convey feelings based upon how a human might...
Short Story | Updated Feb 13, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
About not forgetting or living in the past. Learn from it.
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A good friend of mine that moved away to work to pursue his dream. When he came back he was never the same, and wont reveal the secrets that lye within him.
You want to forget, but you want to remember. You want to forgive, but why would you?
In class the past few weeks I've been writing poems as I think of lines to start with, I'll post all of them.
By Maggie Williams
This is a poem about how people have forgotten about the true gift/meaning of Christmas.
My mind is going towards dream
A little dream covers me
I never forget
I never forget my springtime
As I never forget my love
As long as it goes..
Poetry | Updated Dec 21, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4