And the sun rose for the last time
The dawn of the final day
As the sad and lonely planet
Knew the price it had to pay
No birds had sung that morning
No rain pattered on the...
Storm clouds and lightning in her eyes....
thunder in her voice.
The warning scream of a panther
as she gives you her command.
Best you heed the warning boys...
I need a co-writer for a realistic drama novel about a woman in prison SO BADLY. PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM BEGGING YOU
I need a co-writer for a realistic drama novel about a woman in prison. PLEASE HELP ME!!!!
Yeah I can't write anything just viscerally. My heart is painting out the words in colours my black & white brain could never do justice too
The Autumn air refreshes me,
It brings forth a cool and gentle breeze,
It reminds me of better days to come,
The Fall refreshes my soul,
It brings back hope,
I think clearly...
The scars on her wrist
Are the story of her life
A razor kiss
When she gave up on her life.
Her crys for help
That never came
Instead she yelpS
With the pain.
Insanity & profanity go hand in hand just like two lovers upon the sand.
Thanks for reading now **** off!
More like an inspirational theorem/conundrum.
In essence, no matter how good mew are, there will always be someone better.
By that same token, no matter how bad mew are, there will...
Emotional bliss, what a load of ****.
Every human hides their pain until it all escapes,
Nothing that you say or do can stop them from decay.
Every time you comfort them they...
The artist of hell, she paints with blood,
Bones become her clay,
She uses you as her tool, then throws your broken body away.
She seals your soul inside her art then whisks it...
'She Wore a Big Pistola'
She Wore a Big Pistola
and hardly shirked a chore
but once we tried her cooking
t'was none went back fer more
Her answers mean as horse whips,
I feel as if my soul has mutilated itself
My heart no longer aches
The anger inside of me is the only thing that has not abandoned me
All my progress undone by a number
Take these troubled thoughts,
Fears and worries
From my mind
Teach me with thy love.
Help me see that
I am thine
All my cares upon
The One who walked
Roses are red
Facebook is blue
No mutual friends....
Who the hell are you?
I am a very shy woman however I love to write erotic poetry
I do write some poetry and some short stories, please have a look at some of it on my blog: godsadventureepic.blogspot.com , enjoy. :)
All of us are, but the ones that have the patience and courage to think it, write it, and what's more share it are the ones who really are writers. So yes I consider myself a...
Hey! Poetry fans please read my work. I only have 2 poems so far one erotic and one not :) please read and critique
Hey sorry for the cynicism but I have written poetry since I was young as one of my many outlets for anxiety. Since high school I have become deeply depressed and suicidal (I tried...
The saddest kind of sad is when your tears can't even drop and u feel nothing. It's like the world has just ended. You don't cry. You don't hear. You don't see. You just stay there...
But I like to write... I was reading Emily Dickinson's Ballad "It was not Death, for I stood up" and was motivated to put pen to paper. If you're looking for real poetry, I would...
You can think I have written a lot of crossdressing stories then why this anti crossdressing stories? Have I gone mad?Yes!Thousand of sites are their are presenting crossdressig...
In the land of poetry commentary, you will encounter those who take poetry too lightly, and those who take poetry too seriously. The former will give you no real indication of...
Writing is something that I have always liked to do. I tend to be inspired by the literature of the famous poets whom I've come to like. I'm the hopeless romantic that tends to get...
Before I can remember the love I shared
Before I can remember for the ones that I cared
Before the years of hate and love, was the years of grace and fun.
Before a time...
I am a Creative Writer. I write fictional stories about anything and everything.
I'm pretty sure I've always been a writer. Even when I was in kindergarten, my teacher had us...
The stark, stark voice of regret
Cold and fierce the sweat
Of stark, stark regret
How sad, to be lying here
Full of stark, stark regret
I had my reasons. Oh you bet...
DANCING THE PAIN AWAYSearching for the invisibleImpossibleIntangibleFull of hungerDesirePassionLoveAcceptanceDead End Street aheadCrashingLostEmptyRivers of tearsSleepless...
~Days Gone By~
Well sadly as is seems, she finally came around..
& she brought her boyfriend with her, wasn't sure how that'd go down, but she seemed to get the picture
So as it...