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Random First Lines:They're Not My Girls is Jesi's first short story. In They're Not My Girls, readers follow the narrator to the places she has never been before and... » Read
Just scribbling some poems and trying a new "style" into the paper, it's not as bad as I thought. I'm trying to make a poem where people could find different meanings within it, tell me about your personal thoughts!
By James Edgar Cooper
Have you ever wished that you had done something and then regretted it because you didn't? That's how I feel about a special lady and friend who has been part of my life since secondary school. I had the opportunity to be with this beautiful girl and yet I feel a fool for turning her down...
Just Free Writing~ Putting it on paper, I'm just admitting I lost in the love game.
By Shannan Browne
Thank-you and good-bye
By Love Mon Princess
its a poem relating to a life of the ones
Fridays finds Her biding Time
Chastity vibe and a bottle of Wine
Resting upon a ledge balance beamed
Light and dark fluidity of movement-
Diurnal Vernal blade of Bluegrass
Holding the contour of a footstep
Left Behind yesterdays Gamble.
A Win streak Wind beaked Birdcall
Beckons a Supper...
By Sultry Alice
Sometimes we meet a stranger and wish we would have spoken to them when we had a chance.
By Diana Rose
This song is about some drama. Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Alexa Burch
Poetry | Updated Dec 29, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ren is 17 and a homosexual, his family cast him a side soon after learning of it. He lives at a boarding school with his boyfriend, James. One day his sister who is more understanding request for him to come home for christmas, so their family can be whole again. Ren agrees but what happens when...
Poetry | Updated Nov 28, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Bez Tsarya V Golove
Sadly, very few people are lucky enough to find their perfect match and then settle down for a lifetime together. That is now mainly reserved for the story books. Instead, most seem to miss opporunities whether from fear of being turned down or from simply off timing and they assume that there...
I see you in the halls,
Walking, laughing, like you have no cares at all.
Thatâ€™s how I know Iâ€™m not what you want.
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...
A seriers of diffrent short stories. Story one: A boy takes revenge on the man who killed his baby sister.