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I wrote this in 2008. It is part of my 4th lyric set titled, Visions Of The Past.
Poetry | Updated Nov 17, 2015 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The only place she finds happiness.
By Mackenzie Kelly
Short, descriptive story of a fear many people share.
By Angel Plant
About darkness and being wicked. Deceit and a smile. No emotion
I wrote this on a dismal December afternoon, whilst sat on the rocks on Morecambe Bay; watching the waves crash below me.
It got me thinking. The line "The keys to the Kingdom" was inspired by a Motorhead song i was listening to at the time.
Poetry | Updated Jul 26, 2015 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Just a short poem about relationships and how they're like the ocean.
I don't know how to let you go...
I'm sorry i had to change the tittle, because when i was submitting it, it said that my "Content Exists with the given title" So, i had to change it =(...But, the original tittle of this poem is of course, "I Don't Know". Enjoy it!
A Story Poem about 12 Pirates ships after the 13th's treasure.
Who will survive?
Poetry | Updated Mar 24, 2015 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ivy Blacker
Suicide was on the horizon and death by ocean was going to free her, only a memory of her dead brother can save her now.
All about faith & the realization that God is with you.
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
So I'm taking a creative writing class in school and this is one of the poems I wrote for an assignment (it was required to be an anaphora poem, so the repetition was, of course, necessary). Although a lot of school writing is generally fake or bs'd, I actually liked this one.
By Mane Omsy
I would always love to wake up beside my love. When I stick in a strange place, I strengthen my belief in God and move ahead to my love to wake up with her the next day.
Well I had to write a "creative piece" in the span of ten minutes for a class, the theme was "storm" this is what happened. Remember: Ten minutes.
By Chief William
A short account of a dream I had. Events are exaggerated and parts completely false, but that doesn't matter with respect to the point.
Every year my mother would take me and my sisters to Cali to visit family.