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Random First Lines:A concert gone wrong,
A small group of students stranded on an Island,
A conspiracy of murder and death,
A slam and a jam.
I live in a desert, one with plenty of water but devoid of life all the same.
Poetry | Updated Mar 1, 2014 | Reads: 140 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Written in a experimental form. Solitary Confinement.
What if 2012 really was the end of the world? What if over a thousand years later, what was left of the world finally fell to crumbles? What if a man stuck in a man's body were to pour his heart out in a journal that he stole? What if he finds the reason to it all? What if along the way, he...
By Angelic Rogue
A poem about what I wonder during solitary moments :)
Poetry | Updated Dec 4, 2012 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By J Christopher Bartley
A quiet walk along the tracks
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Dlcannon Reprise
taken from my book, "Harder Than You Think"
By Rusted Crimson Lust
A poem about being introverted, also has some latin in it because I need to practice my latin grammar.
Poetry | Updated Jan 30, 2012 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Patricia Mcgurk Martin
The policeman rides motorcycles in the night
not really muffled
on rainy city streets
roaring reving - silver chrome softly glowing
under traffic lights red or green
pulsing starting again after stalls
By Cosmic Crow
Old Redwood growth, the mysterious ancient trees.
My Story. I have been depressed and have been turning to extreme measures to keep myself sane. I have been cutting myself.
Ever been to a bar? Got drunk? Did something you'd regret for the rest of your life?
James Ramsey did all three in one night and payed the ultimate price for it....
By Timothy Paschall
I was walking across a foot-bridge, in my own world. Then mother nature brought me into hers.
The idea for this little story just hit me one day and I HAD to write it. My mom always did call me melodramatic...
Short Story | Updated Jun 2, 2010 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
By Aylanna Horsemaster
A poem written while sitting in a cafe after a massive blowout between my husband and I.
Poetry | Updated Mar 29, 2010 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0