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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    The Dark Room
    13

    sweat slides along strings of black twine carving grooves in her pale flesh the blood vessel orchestra pounds in her ears hinges creak door opens it enters the room lifts ...


    Lucifer - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Oceans Rise
    4

    As I stand, rooted to the floor I feel great oceans of water begin to rise up in me. It rushes forth as I see your form slowly drifting away ...


    blackstorm - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Snakes of Tempered Steel
    13

    Here's a rewrite. See if this is any better. What a wonder this is that you, my angel, would come down to me with your flaming snakes of tempered steel ...


    blackstorm - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Questions
    5

    What is rain? But tears of the sky. Coming down in empty streams. Releasing pain to rip the world, Into scattered, shattered pieces. What is the heart? But a broken ...


    Whitewings - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Life Is...
    9

    Life is like a cloud, it comes and it goes. Like a cotton or wool puff, When through the wind it flows. Life is like a rainstorm, Thundering throughout it ...


    BigBadBear - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    "Holding on"
    8

    [pre]"Holding on" Slowly crumbling down. I try to hold out And to be strong. Keep it together I am told. I sit patiently trying to pretend nothing is wrong. Knowing ...


    kazie - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Cardiacide
    6

    She was bleeding pheromones like a dying soldier fatally wounded, hemorrhaging, exuding attraction by the gallon. The way she walked Seductively, celestially killed them (One down, only God knows how ...


    Kylan - Nov 2, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Anna
    8

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    200397 - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Blind happy things painting
    3

    I am one of the people in this poem, I just noticed that o.0 See if you can guess who... ----- All things are painted rainbow, though some might be ...


    Rjjr_vectra - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    My Infernal Sight
    4

    this is a political statement that i wrote up in math class today. its rough and needs work, so any critique is welcome. I can see nothing here Except an ...


    xhalcyonx128 - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Crushed
    18

    My heart is filled With love for another Not family Not friend This is serious... And I can't get him out of my head I dream and write about him ...


    Gwenevire - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Wide Awake in a Dream (Edited)
    3

    This the edited version of a previous poem I wrote (see here). Thoughts on it would be very much appreciated. ^_^ _________________________________ Wide Awake in a Dream I. To dream, ...


    Sureal - Nov 1, 2007 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Heart Broken Love...
    3

    My heart is filled with love For he is my crush It is obvious but concealed For that is me He will never know Neither will I My heart is ...


    Gwenevire - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Poem of a Soldat
    10

    ((Soldat- A Russian Soldier.)) Halt, Arise, Awake, Fire, Where have I risen? Am I lost? This forest that surrounds me, Holds no familiar faces, Halt, Arise, Awake, Fire, Where am ...


    Edward Scissorhands - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    "Dealing"
    10

    "Dealing" Trying to fight with words I dare not say. Angry that you attempt to break me when I am already broken. Annoyed that you always try to hurt me ...


    kazie - Nov 1, 2007 - 1 min read


"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world."
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery