Every time I see this experience, I think of Barry Manilow...lol
It was hard for me to click the "me too" on this one. No one knows I write because I write solely for myself. I...
Harmony - I have loved you; it seems, since the beginning of time – so deeply it feels impossible to have begun with my relatively insignificant life. My longing burns when we...
Dora's Summer Day. - Dora swallowed whole, by spoonfuls her horrid bowl of gelatinous oatmeal. She gave herself a canker sore by poking the roof of her mouth with a dry...
Burdens I cannot confess
Hatred that I must compress
Each day I live is pure hell
Problems that cannot be fixed by any hammer or nail
Misery is what I feel
My life is like fetching...
We live in a world of hate and greed
If you want to live, you must succeed
Money is the glory of all
Without it you will fall
To get ahead you must knock them down
Coming Back - The forest is so mysterious at night, particularly this time of year, when the mists roll in. It crawls through the shadows, like a living portal to places unknown...
Writing Is My Stress Relief - I use writing as my stress relief. I write poems according to how I fell especially when I'm upset about something. It's how I get stuff off my chest...
Baby, I could show you the world.
I could show you the meaning of love in a way your mind could not comprehend and your body could not contain.
I could show you the thoughts...
I Do All the Time... ... - I do all the time... I love to write, and my friends all call me crazy, haha. (They're right!) I'm currently writing a book, but I'm not sure if I'll...
Something to think about..
Wherever you’re waiting for me with hands spread wide open
If I gently close my eyes, it feels like I’m being pulled along
I wonder why my...
I know I can write science fiction since my book is but I just learned I can write romance too.
More than a Dance - Who watched them?
Only the birds glanced upon them not knowing what they saw.
On the soft morning air music drifted quietly into the peace of their still...
His lips were full of secrets
Hold Me Over... - Love on one side, hate on the other, how is that, which to choose..Like a magnet i'm pulled to your negative, always playing the positive fool.Can't do it but I...
Days are passing by , i should be at peace with it , but i never had a calm soul .I lived in pretense and i 've always hidden the intensity of my feelings .As i was told to .I am a...
I originally became a member at EP because I needed to write. I had not done it in so long and I had so much pent up emotion and it was perfect. I think I wrote over a hundred...
Starting Over - A friend had just gone through a great yet, exhausting adventure. I walked in as she was just sitting down at her desk. She breathed a sigh of relief. I felt it...
One - Like many other late night prose, this story ends with me sitting propped up against my headboard illuminated by only the artificial glow of my IPad. However, it began with...
Writing is just fun to me . You can just put all your imagination on paper ~
As she takes her last breaths of pain no longer in the game forever gone and never going home. Pain and hatred toner place and took her to a sacred place. No more hate to push her...
Head down, Eyes closed tight.
Feels like I am surrounded by 7 foot shadows.
Waiting patiently to slip away in to the strongest bliss.
Over look the judgement.
Best be comfortable...
I should've never let her go, but goddammit I loved her. I loved her with everything inside of my being and I know I'll never feel anything like it again.
Does she know i think about her...all the time
Does she know i dream about her
Does she know how much i miss her
Does she think i hate her
Does she know how much i want her back...
My Secret Garden: -
My Secret Garden
The scribe peers intently through an intricately woven wrought iron gate. On the other side is the most beautiful secret garden that she has...
Fly away little dove fly away
I want you to spread your wings and fly
Fly so high and far
Fly away little dove fly away
Be gone from all the pain and suffering
The hurt and...
Today I read an interesting activity. George Harrison, to gain inspiration, used to randomly open a book, and build a song on the first word/phrase he read. It struck me...
It'S Just Sad ... - I think what hurts the most ..
Is when you give your all ..
To someone ..
Through thick ..
Through thin ..
Through big ..
Thought small ..
Mental Ilness -
How could I ever
begin to explain
the spontaneous laughter
or when the tears fall like rain
What else could you do
but just walk away
when I want to...
Sing me a song like the whispering wind, the way the sun dances through calm peaceful glen. Sing me a song of the slow swaying seas, the wisp of a cloud or the murmur of bees. Sing...
Into light flesh
A microscopic layer
Invisible, to most.
Her - Lay yourself on a bed of euphoria ,let it flush ur soul of all the bad u have commited let it take u away like the coming shore let it take u out to sea to drown in ur ever...
Coming To Terms With A Facet Of Human Nature. - It’s so very odd hearing the people in the room next to me chattering. These strangers speaking as if they were old friends, as if...
I try to learn but I don't understand
Its like learning to read all over again
-to read and not understand
Questions swim like dolphins
Jumping in and out of my mind
In nothing but...
Lunch, assigned seat pods, little girl tears, nuns and Mick Jagger. - Those who took hot lunch and those of us who took cold lunch apparently required segregation. ...
Tell Me How You Like It (and Be Honest!). -
An unnatural light hung over the familiar town of Lowur’s Valley. My skin prickled with the strange feeling of...
Whenever I Get the Chance - I love to write ... anywhere ... anytime ... I have even gone as far as to ask if anyone has a pen whilst being in a Queue.
Post it notes... receipts...
What I Want.............................. - ****
I wanna see you.
and hug you.
and kiss you.
and make you smile.
and make you laugh.
and just lie on the sofa next to you...
Lost and found - I came out of the milk-house wearing a old coat with strips of bright red material pinned (with big, yellow ducky diaper pins) to the hand-me-down...
A Good Therapy - I have always written down my thoughts for as long as I can remember it makes me feel calm and helps me in my life I suppose it is all to do with letting of steam...
All the dang time! Words fascinate me in the most gentle way.
Forever is not forever
Forever should be forbidden
When I look back and analyze the
facts everything can't be forever
**** we don't even live forever
The chain of bondage slowly break an she takes her life away from the pain and from the people who never thought twice about her smile. Little snaps of the camera as they document...
Two different people
With two different pasts
Both end up following
The same twisted path
One young and gentle
Holds pain in her heart
The other slightly older
Wealthy parents with...
The satanics withdrew, they were loosing to meny men to Artemis and his team. 'Retreat!' Shouted the man in charge. 'No, it's advancing in reverse' said Keyck hitting him around...
Writers And Witches - If you are like me, you want your life to mean something more than an accumulation of days and nights passing in a melancholy blur of mundane tasks that...
Twisting and coiling
From the depths of my soul
I made a mistake
That tears me apart
I am unable to protect myself
I don't know where to hide
Where the next blow will strike
An Escape - I love to write, to let my feelings out in my poems to escape into my stories to forget I'm me for even just a little while
Sometimes i just stare at your photo and close my eyes and your there in my mind
Sometimes i wish you hadnt lefted me
Sometimes i wish you had stayed,stayed with me
I Do Write. - I write, certainly. The problem is that what I write disgusts me. Disgust is not a strong enough word, actually, more like I loathe the words on the page with every...
I love to write story's. I started in first grade, of course then I wrote short story's a paragraph long about animals. Now I write long stories, first there was a 25 page, then a...
Baby Soldier -
Someone tell me where we are
not all that close, not all that far
Earthrise - Even with the life support systems, the air remains somewhat chilled. I find it makes me feel more… connected to the body upon which I’ve made my home. The dome...
The boy at the end of the road
The boy at the end of the road
He waits patiently
Waiting for a father who will never come
Waiting for a mother who does not want him
Waiting for a...