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By Ava Rosien
A poem about a tree in the winter by a lake.
Poetry | Updated Nov 26, 2012 | Reads: 20 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 4
By Vincent Lakes
Faladmir Windhover was a respected cartographer at the end of the First Age. His ambitious goal was to map the southwestern parts of Ara, an enormous, ancient continent that would be destroyed in the Great Storm. The secrets he found, veiled by the dense forests, captured his soul and made him...
Short Story | Updated Nov 25, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Shekhar Srivastava
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Poetry | Updated Nov 16, 2012 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 16
By Imad Ul Islam
A small ten lines poems. The title tells what's inside!
Here's the deal. I was walking outside in the rain and I saw a huge oil tank driving fast on the street and I am this tempted to jump in front of it and shutter my fragile meat container in million pieces all over the place and release my soul forever finally. But I pity my peoples so can't do...
By Imad Ul Islam
I saw a beautiful tree covered with snow and then I went away. After some days when I returned to that tree the snow had melted and the tree seemed ugly. It looked beautiful because of the snow. But as the snow melted its real face was revealed. Hope you will enjoy it!
Poetry | Updated Oct 22, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
This is my first story based off of a literature genius whom has become my personal leader in writing. This story was dedicated to that of Edgar Allan Poe; a short story that has many twists and turns, walls that will leave you breathless from trying to fight through them, and a maze of events...
Short Story | Updated Oct 20, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Sometimes I can't think of a good writing subject. So I close my eyes and let my mind wander. I will see and image that strikes a note in my heart. Then I can put the pen to paper and words flow out. A story evolves around the image. When I wrote this story I saw a farmer's son come out of a...
Walking around at night in a dreamlike state of mind, I stop by a familiar tree. These are words that poured out.
Poetry | Updated Oct 18, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
We Are the Lava Rock Stars
We sing in harmony
Every tree is a free concert hall
We sing 12 hours non-stop from 6 to 6
No R&B, Rock, rap, reggae or calypso
We sing pure Coqui Puerto Rican Style
We are the rock stars
Singing from trees on Lava rock
By Angelaine Espinosa
Originally intended for the school magazine. Inspired by a favorite song of mine. I hope you like it!
By Zac Xd
For some reason, I love this one. I don't know why.
Poetry | Updated Sep 24, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Nutzy is about a chipmunk who's heart and mind leads to a cave he's learned about from other animals, inside the cave is a beast. Nutzy wants to prove himself the bravest animal in the forest by facing who owns the two big yellow eyes with red slits. Will he be brave enough? With friends to help...
A boy reading his book under the tree had forgotten something
Short Story | Updated Sep 21, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1