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A poem based around an inanimate object; a jacket.
I AM NOT THE FIRST OWNER OF THE NAME SIN CITY IT IS A WONDERFUL MOVIE AND I AM WRITING A NOVEL WITH NO PARTS FROM THE ACTUAL MOVIE I JUST REALLY LIKE THE NAME. PLEASE WATCH THE MOVIE IT IS VERY ENTERTAINING
By Juli Monat
One listener, 3 soldiers, lost and confused
about what is real, and what not.
Paper Bombardier few fears enrapture more than horizontal Ink splatter rounds at the Bar From a Gold Bullion Gunpowder Pen charged where the Signet ring reads The God Literati.Full Metal Jacket For Good Bad and Ugly,Bumping Ax along the Grain for a tree Stump for days- Quantifying Ways to...
By Chris Bradbury
Just for fun. I actually had Homer (Simpson) in my head as I was writing it. I sometimes wish I could go into sleep mode...
By Maximum Red
this is a short poem but its one iv always been very found of
Inside, Iâ€™m a danger to myself; Iâ€™m a prisoner of my own hell. I have lost the battle I wagged on myself, I need to be locked up, it all getting worse, why wonâ€™t they let me be, why wonâ€™t god make it stop?
The ravings of a mental case at Talebrooke asylum, Emma is...
By Alexander Mademochorites
Based on Thoreau's quote ''Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.'' i wrote three poems that work as one.
By Ian Dawn
My interpretation of worship at the alter of the AK47
Poetry | Updated Feb 3, 2013 | Reads: 21 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 8
A seriers of diffrent short stories. Story one: A boy takes revenge on the man who killed his baby sister.
chapter 2 of EGO :) hope you like it and tell me what you think ~ xox
In my jacket pocket, there are many, many things...
Poetry | Updated Mar 24, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The poem about the perfect girl <3 It's alot lighter than any of my past work. So, warning now. It's full of lovey doveyness.
By Patricia Mcgurk Martin
She doesn't have to be beautiful, the Keishas of this world, but they did catch my eye over the years to write this short poem. I saw a young woman, really girl, in the Chinatown MacDonalds recently and rewrote this censored poem. I hope you enjoy!!
ive never been to a mental hospital, or in a straight jacket, but i have friends that have and they told me about the mental hospital and what its like to be in a straight jacket and that is how i was able to write this. . .