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Do you feel the need to always have the last word? Have you dealt with people who always need to have the last word? This article explains why NOT having the last word is the best way to go.
This is a brief slice of my opinion on words. I can expand more if anyone likes what they read!
This is some writing I have worked on about someone I really care about. I don't know if it really fits under the poetry category but I couldn't really think of a better category. It's just how I feel.
By Him At His Work
A small mouse's parents named him lion (because one saved his dad from a wild cat once), so the little mouse, of course starts thinking he IS one, read on to learn what Lion the mouse faces in his life of adventure!
My head keeps doing this all the time
A love poem for Nyarlathotep.
By It Was Then That It Happened
500 word story about looking for a cat and about dealing with grief and worry. I wrote this for a school assignment.
I was bored, this is what I do when I'm bored
Poetry | Updated Feb 16, 2014 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Don't you ever wish you had someone to cuddle close to when it's so damn cold? I know I do. Where I live, it's literally been freezing, and I wish I could snuggle close to 'the special someone' and keep me warm as I fall asleep. This poem is inspired by Winter and Valentine's day because...
"It hurts for me to sit here and watch you pass..."
She is passing, yet he is the one dying.
Jessica Reynolds has been lying in the same hospital bed for months, Matt Reynolds, her husband and the love of her life sits by her bed and watches her die. Day by day, it gets worse for both Jessica...
Art college student Kylee Adams thought her life was perfect. Glamorous career and a perfect family. That is, until she had her accident. Now, confined to a wheelchair and unable to speak, Kylee's life is turned upside down. Her bubbly personality is washed away by hatred and anger. All she...
By Teri Saya
waking in the middle of the night due to the fleeting "ah ha!" moment.
Poetry | Updated Feb 6, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
A poem about the power of words.
Poetry | Updated Feb 6, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Elton Camp
Why use plain words when euphemisms are readily available?
Poetry | Updated Feb 6, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1