Publish. Read. Get Read.
Random First Lines:In History class, we are learning about the American Revolution. We recently watched Mel Gibson's The Patriot. And after we were given a writing... » Read
By Dannika Summers
I wrote this on the death anniversary of a loved one. I'm sorry if it offends anyone; I was really upset and just getting my feelings out.
Do I say I hope you enjoy? Hmm...
Poetry | Updated May 28, 2011 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 9 | Likes: 12
Seraphina is bad, bad, bad... she's sent to kill Castiel by Lucifer... but will it all go according to plan? Or will something happen that will change them both.
By Chains Addiction
She's Hurting, What Would You Do?
I made this poem as a song but its great as a poem! hope you like it!
By Shadow Of The Fire
In the mind of a Dreamer, you will see the nightmares...
But spare the mice.
Sheâ€™s known as the wicked witch
Of the west.
But sheâ€™s actually a good witch,
Because she always tries her best.
Poetry | Updated Apr 25, 2011 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
What could you be, such a mysterious friend you are :o
Man..life is tough. Be careful to make the right choices otherwise...
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he walked over to the televisions he had placed on his desk, all of which were hooked up to the CCTv cameras he had positioned in each of the rooms of his house. He surveyed the rooms on the screens and deciding that they were all empty, he unbolted his door.
As an adult, I got a phone call from my father, and I had the same fear as if I was still an abused child.
I was trying to get a pseudo-rap, staccato feeling like being whipped with a leather belt.
He didn't know what happened to him.
Are you truly you ?
Do you actually know ?
Distance futures muses, time throughout our heads, myth
scream science, wish thine nights was cold and smother;
wanders into vaults. . .
By Krazed Cidd
I wrote this last night, thinking that it was just a poem. but then I realized it was a confession...:)
By Risely B Riddled
I spend a lot of time alone, and when you're alone you have too much time to think. The only one there is the one person you hate the most: you.
Written at a bad time in my life, and knowing how this feels makes this poem a lot more than it seems to me.
To me it sums up the thoughts going through a young girls mind at a terrible syage of her life, before it all becomes too much..
Poetry | Updated Feb 10, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3