mizz-iceberg

YOUR LITTLE SON This is a letter to my father A letter to my mother, This a letter to my family, A letter to all those Who love me. I ...

Our Home My life use to be tranquil, And at the same time exultant, Soft pearl like drops would wake me, Tapping my velvety emerald skin, Tap, Tap, tap I ...

______________________ On the bottom of the small old wooden shelf up in my Grandma’s attic sat a small rusty metal box with a tiny lock on it. On the either ...

Just the beginning. Not sure how it will turn out. Comment. Probably aiming for a long short story. ------------------------------------------------------------------ The long summer day's slowly beca

A Dandelion Wish A childish face, Troubled with the ordeals of life Sought refuge, In the damp green grass, On a bright afternoon. Tear faced, he buried his head, In ...

This is actually a writing project I had back in 8th grade. I've saved it and I thought I might let people on YWS read it and tell me what ...

Hope I win! ----------------------------------------------------------- The lonely shores of Kingston were an ultimately no-no place for all the kids of the neighboring town Surrey. I for one believed

Under my covers, When sleep comes not, And the ticking of the Old clock does not stop, I shut my eyes real tight, Waiting to fall asleep. But my fridge ...

WHAT AM I? What am I? Not Who am I? Less obvious than A grain of sand in a sandbox, Like a drop of water in the sea, Or like ...

Wrote this back in 7th Grade. My only poem that rhymes. Well actually I have other rhyming poems to but they're sorta nonsensical. XD I Am Who I Am Looking ...

[pre]A painful searing in my head I'm f a l l i g Looking around all

Sometimes in the night Long after sunset And long before dawn When I am nice and snug In my bed I hear voices. Sweet melodious voices They call to me ...

I'm not too sure where I'm going with this. The story line's rather hazy to me. But I'd love some suggestions. .......... The oil sizzled and crackled has I dumped ...

A Star's Testimony I was there when they split, when they made killing tools I was there to see them use the tools to kill each other And keep on ...

Something I wrote a while back. Thought I'd post here and see what people think Stop and Smile. I have but a sack on my back, And a branch for ...

temporarily removed.

For Gadi's Contest. Please answer these question regarding my poem. -Does this poem flow ok? If it doesn't how can I make it so. -Punctuation. Please help me with it. ...

Illusion When Jenny was a child she planned to visit the clouds. She was going to seat her self on an aeroplane and fly up above. She would jump from ...

Depression Lost in a fog, can't seem to find my way, scared and all alone, where to go, I'm not sure. I want out, away from confusion, away from a ...

What I desire most, to swallow is, the delicious mouthwatering smell Buried within books, which rustles out as pages are flipped. Treasured words pressed on precious paper. Wafting out from ...