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By Topher Sparrow
A woman must leave her lover in the morning as penance for gazing upon his face during the night.
Poetry | Updated Feb 21, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Read it :P
Poetry | Updated Feb 20, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
words for reading:)
The curse of Thirst has taken over a young man's life. His thirst for attention, his thirst for love, his thirst for sex, and now his new one, the thirst for blood.
We are nevr alone.......
By Dark Skylight
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is my poetry blog, which so far I've had ZERO comments... Even though my poems are here, I shall be submitting each of my poems onto Booksie in an effort to garner more reviews.
Fire whispers silently, but do you have the ears to listen? Fire speaks like snow, softly and silently. Fire is everywhere, in the sky and in the water. Fire is a poem, a poem of a voice as sweet as cream and as vivid as light.
By Midnight Rose
This is me in a spiritual mood. This is my light side. Something other than the darkness..
A strange string of words all put together meant only to make sense to me I guess.
Poetry | Updated Feb 3, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 7
there was so much inspiration, especially musically, when I wrote this....it's about taking back power, basically, whether it be in the shadows or in the light, and abondoning the abandoner, or user, instead of playing the fool yourself....I could have titled it many different ways, but I went...
This poem is written in the honor of the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse. It describes the importance of this lighthouse.
Imagine being an african american in the 1960's
Now Imagine being a fifteen year old girl that changes history. Simly by being the one of the first African american children to be enrolled in a predominantly causasian higschool.
This short story is about Danielle McArthur (a fictional...
Short Story | Updated Jan 31, 2009 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 13
I wrote this during one of my spells of depression as an outlet for my frustration and despair but also as a reminder that I am not in control of my life or at least all that goes on around it. I guess it was also to remind myself that no matter how bad or hopeless the situation appears, there...
Just a poem i wrote for the heck of it. Some of the things ithink about when i'm alone.
Poetry | Updated Jan 29, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1