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Random First Lines:A Haiku - How I felt about the employees in Times Square in -10 degree weather standing around having photos with tourists. They must not earn much. » Read
By Juli Monat
Looking myself for an answer.
Poetry | Updated Feb 11, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
It's about a kid trapped in a series of rooms and seemingly alike, can he find his way out?
A poem I've written about a man who abuses and murders a little girl in a park,
He wants the little girl, no matter what the consequences.
Another taboo subject, opinions would be appreciated.
By Bobby Evans
This is my story of PTSD. I went to Afghanistan as a Infantry team leader. I am a SGT in the 101st Airborne. The deployment was very rough for me. I got my purple heart by getting shrapnel in my right arm. I also developed brain damage. When I came home my wife and I notice a problem so I did...
I wrote this poem when I visted my country back home. It killed me to see women treated unfairly. And no matter how hard they worked to keep their family happy, they were still treated poorly. I also wrote it for Violence Against Women.
Lisa is a creature longing to become human again; and repossess her soul.
But only after she tastes the first draught of humanity; she's stung with the poison and fated to remain for the rest of her existence in the dungeons; hungry and immortal...
When a boy just breaks into your life and leaves you broken.
SEQUEL TO AMBER WOLF
Jake Is Just Like Any Other Teenage Boy, Just With A Few Problemsâ€¦
Did I Mention They Were BIG PROBLEMS?
His Father Just Died, His Mother Is Already Moving On And He Has Struck Up A Friendship With One Of THE Most Popular Girls In The Schoolâ€¦
Don't know anything anymore...
To be brutally honest, our society is obsessed with the bad, the ugly, and the indecent. We tend to focus on the negative events and acts instead of acknowledging those who should be greatly rewarded for their selfless deeds.
This piece represents the main idea that our society doesn't...
Things running and pulsating in my brain..... Unable to sleep yet again I look for reason why!
Poetry | Updated Jan 21, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3