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Random First Lines:I'm not finished with this story yet (no where near finishing actually) but I would really love some intro feedback on whether or not I should... » Read
A first draft of a part of a chapter which I have been writing, I would love some feedback so I know what I can improve upon. A somewhat romance piece.
This poem deals with relationships and why some of them do not work.
Poetry | Updated May 19, 2015 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jay Nalon
One night, she lays awake trying to get some sleep.
Short Story | Updated May 18, 2015 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Lost Knight
A tribal girl with huge dreams pleads to he society, where she is suppressed, that she be given her rights without fighting in vain for it and be set free from her daily wars with life as she is broken and discouraged.
Poem for a girl who never loved me back,Enjoy!
Poetry | Updated May 16, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Sakura Hana
A short story based off the Florence+Machine's son- Never Let me go.
This is about a girl's confession and how she saves the one's she loves in her own way...
A young man is confused about life and where it's taking him until he is introduced to a therapist who changes his views on the world.
By Charlie Fensworth
Why aren't you as happy as the happy?
Poetry | Updated May 16, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
The Forgotten India is a poem about India which is very adorable and admirable but everyone has forgotten about it.
By Ayla Daniels
This one is for the ladies ;)
By Charlie Fensworth
Where is she? ='(
Poetry | Updated May 14, 2015 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
A free metre poem with consistent rhyming scheme. Sharafat puts his feelings of Longing in words.
Layla refers to his Beloved in poetry.
By Ted Gerard
What desparation brings...
When my friend goes missing and only I have a clue to where she might be. I feel obligated to head out in search for her discovering things previously unknown to me. How can creatures like vampires exist? Why are we not aware of their existence? Now my friend might be held hostage by one. I must...
This is a fictional poem.
Poetry | Updated May 11, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0