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A childhood spent in search of pixie dust and rabbit holes, either to fly or fall. But now I'm too old to believe in fairies, and for rabbit houses I've ...

Getting over my fear of writing poetry without strict rhyme scheme and rhythm

A realisation that everyone has to grow up and resisting is futile.

I can see her lipstick stains, they write guilt over your face. I kiss you with my pale lips but like a feather, leave no trace. Ruby trail starts ...

Frozen where I sleep, through every crack leaving elusive trail, smoke slowly creeps, and coarses through me with every inhale. I begin to choke. Throat begins to close. The heat ...

I carefully unwrap my love hearts, till on the table they are laid. Then I slowly read each cliché: “HELLO”, “SMILE”, “BE MINE”, my hand slams down to grind

Looking in on a snow globe I see a perfect scene. Atiny town, a tiny house, and a girl that could be me. The town is made of perfect ...

I lie on the grass next to you,painting stories with the clouds.I can hear the smile on your facewhen you laugh out loud.We pass many an hourwith our hands twinedand ...

My heart thudding to the beat of the song,bodies thriving under strobe lights,a million people screaming lyrics,“Because it’s all about tonight!”.Your arms around my waist,your lips against my e

Walking home in the premature dark,I saw the lonely and abandoned park.not a soul sat on the swings today,not a single child out to play.Winter stole the joy of the ...

The day I fell down the rabbit hole,nowhere near was there a soulto hear my awful, desperate screamplummeting to hands of Red the dark I feel them watching me,the corner ...

Even when all the worlds decayed, and in neat rows the dead are laid, and among the rows lay You an I, nobody left to mourn or cry. Even when ...

The making of a wish,Is often better than it coming true.The anticipation of the kiss,Is often better than the boy kissing you.Find the star that shines most bright,Close your eyes ...

“You are ugly” hisses the mirror as I apply eyeliner, thick and black. Like I'm a bricklayer, filling with cement every imperfection or tiniest gap, in the hope that nobody ...

Nobody told me the running track is a circle that always leads you back to the starting line. So no matter how hard you train or fast you sprint, ...

Everyone has a story to tell and I'm trying to discover yours. Though your smile hides it very well your eyes whisper of past scars gauged. I'm trying to discover ...

Google knows the height of Everest:a staggering five and a half miles,she knows the members of One Direction:Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis and Harry Styles.Google knows how many bones are in ...

Find the four corners, fill in the sides. Never disheartened when pieces hide. Working towards the centre but progress is slow. Trying to guess the full picture, watching it ...

Wheels turning on the roadspeeding along too fast.Makes me want to ask them,whats the shame in coming last?Overtaking competitors,I see him whizzing past.One glimpse of drivers face showshe's determin