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By Clover Marks
I don't sleep.....almost ever. Why? Because I have nightmares. I write. That's what I do. This is the inside of my head for one night.
i was daydreaming one day and came up with this song,not for the faint hearted.
Have you ever had a time when it was so silent, no one dared to speak? That's the time when angels are passing through. If you listen closely to your heart, then you can almost hear their soft voices.
By Andre Wise
Album: Open Mind
By Hannah Banana
Poetry | Updated Jan 29, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 4
Things are never what they seem or what u imagine them to be
The essence of the creative process, irrespective of what is being created.
Poetry | Updated Dec 23, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
By Iason Tonyaka
Ever wonder about how things used to be? Why aren't they still?
an alter ego version of earth is being attacked by darkness. while a boy named jsaon battles his alter ego Jadean
Short Story | Updated Dec 17, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I found this hidding away... Glad I did its quite a nice poem... indifferent to some stuff I write... The again I know another that is bit odd to... but this is nice. Its about reailty and how everyones perspective is there own.
If there is a god and he created us...why?
This poem was a result of a writer's group task. Write a piece of work starting with the line, 'A child awoke with a thought...'
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Iason Tonyaka
a story written in a time of change for my son Vincent, to help explain his moms choices and her feelings when he gets onld enough to speak.
By Mach 5 Sloth
A young, imaginitive girl gets a box with nothing more than an eye patch in it for her birthday. A story about her adventure through reality and fantasy
By Fan Fan
A poem about a young child's innocence and how that innocence, along with some imagination, can brighten life
This is a stream-of consciousness type poem that I wrote in a state of prolonged philosophy essay writing delirium.
Poetry | Updated Oct 9, 2008 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0