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Well, I love thunder storms. Especially when the power goes out:) Just came to my head so I wrote:)
This is a piece directed to people who are dealing with depression like I am. I compared the feelings to a raging storm, and this was the result. I hope you enjoy!
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A poem from my book "Cancer is My Name".
Written at one of my lowest moments. It was at this time, I understood why some people commit suicide as these thoughts crept into my mind.
Felt like writing something, I'm actually working with my cousin on this one, he's learning how to play guitar ^^
Poetry | Updated Jun 16, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
By Jacklyn Peters
This is a poem about growing up....I don't know how else to explain it but I hope you read it and like it :)
By Rolf Luetcke
Hiker finds new kind of lifeform in Arizona wilds
Short Story | Updated May 8, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ambrosia Perkins is the sixteen-year-old daughter of one of the biggest slave owners of the day, with one of the wealthiest plantations in the south. During a party at which most of the slaves working at the Perkin Plantation were in the house, Ambrosia meets Jermiah, a teenage African American...
A fun poem about the rolls in a thunderstorm.
Poetry | Updated Feb 8, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Juliet Darkwood
A haiku written for my creative writing class. The theme is "Haunted."
A storm has approached a camper and her camping spot, albeit she doesn't mind because her life rewinds around storms and their beauty. As the storm hovers its way to her location, someone joins her. She and the mystery person hit it off and soon become close. What happens when the sparks of...
Novel | Updated Dec 8, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Kay Wilson always thought of herself as average, no one ever told her otherwise. Well someone did: Adam. To Kay Adam was always her mother's best friend obnoxious son and his brother's best friend, and oh yes, the boy who dedicated his existence to make Kay feel bad about herself. But when Kay...
A short poem about a very important issue facing today's world.
Poetry | Updated Oct 26, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
about storm and sadness:)
Poetry | Updated Feb 13, 2010 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
By Heather Mirassou
Dark, Sinful, Demonic of sort - Nature, Wilderness, Mankind and Death...Eulogy
Quaking Thunderous Gigantic Showers Hovering Shadows Humanity
Shot-Gun Shudder Shouting Shells Echoing Eardrums Bleed
Boiling Eruption Syrup Bloody with Smoldering Abandon Volcanoes Spilling Souls