Pretty Dancer by Harriet Nicholas A poem about some girls I have known . . . and their way. . . please, read on and find out . . .... [176 words]
You Are... by Sandy Wasson It's the expresssion of feeling, of what one person means to another. [212 words]
Troubles With Familiarity by Bruce Anthony Huston A look at my hometown, a bit pessimistic, but nevertheless an honest look at my homet... [78 words]
Sometimes I Wonder by Desmond Harris - [85 words]
Rose by Ashley Rivera A love poem. A woman missing her beloved. [97 words]
Hear Now by Mahbubul (Sohel) Karim Rumbling and mumbling of random thoughts on current world affair. [401 words]
From The Heart by John D. Kimbrough Going our separate ways. [188 words]
Empty Closets by Richard Koss A poem which no doubt, is controversial. I'm sure many will consider it homophobic, (a stupid wor... [223 words]
Alphabetized Nebula. by Martin De Leon an excursion into the origins of text via a visual soundscape. abstract hip-hop and the sh... [162 words]
A Message To The Exile by Martin Milner Animal imagery is used to emphasize soul searching in this poem about non conformance an... [70 words]
A Man's Dream by Janae D Anthony Living life. [315 words]
Where I Am Today by Susan T Fisher Satisfied with the way my life has turned out. [141 words]
Star Magic by Susan T Fisher How beautiful the night sky is. [79 words]
Roamer Of The Night by Vianne-Marie Fortier It's about a girl who loves the night, I guess. And, when it's night she feels alive. [86 words]
It's Nothing Like Our Sky by John Amos A small collection of nature poetry. It goes from the mountains to the high desert t... [223 words]
Compute... by Rachel Biddlecome Frusteration about technologically advancements. [79 words]
Autochrist Supermarket by John Amos A little abstract expressionism, a litle nonsense. Put it togeather however you like an... [438 words]
Writing In The Dark by Bruce Anthony Huston a brief encounter with, literally, writing in the dark. submit to being blinded for a short... [95 words]
Wisdom Sucks by Kathleen McCarthy A poem about wisdom and the shock of getting older. [142 words]
When Do I Give Up? by Hippolito Jaken Do you give up when there's nothing more to hold on to? [99 words]
To Say Goodbye To A Friendship by Kathrine Knickrehm This poem is about a relationship's end. [31 words]
The Spanish Girl by Bruce Anthony Huston A few thoughts about a single scene of brief infatuation with a stranger. [81 words]
The Muse Speaks To The Writer by Harriet Nicholas A poem about the determined muse within my head that urges me to keep writing! [117 words]
Ruins Of Innocense by Andrew David Johnson A poem about the end of innocence. Inspired by a rebellious friend who seemed at peace only ... [183 words]
Rainbow In My Heart by Susan T Fisher Once perfect love, now gone forever. [81 words]
Our Love, True by Kathrine Knickrehm It's about love, true love. About not just a feeling, but a past, a future, and a commitment. [95 words]
Oratorical Anomaly. by Martin De Leon - [238 words]
I Haven't Found Myself Yet by Harriet Nicholas A sad poem I wrote one night when I was feeling very, very sorry for myself . . . [100 words]
Guilt by Harriet Nicholas A short poem about guilt. [91 words]
Forever 24, Forever Unreachable by T.C. Beto Too young, too beautiful, too smart, to love me. [59 words]
Distracted By The Machines Of Man... by Bruce Anthony Huston A brief look at the "simple" way of living. The brief pauses that we need ... [118 words]
Caged by Heather Loyd This is a poem about being locked up in a cage, looking to someone else to set you free. [129 words]
Adoration Is Not Love by Harriet Nicholas A poem about . . . well, myself really and I boy I fancied when I was about thirteen! [122 words]
A Gentle Vision by Bruce Anthony Huston A poem in tribute to a lovely lady. [57 words]
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What's life about?
I am a college student now and I am majoring in communications. Hopefully someday I can reah more people with my thoughts and ideas about life, and help people build a more meaningful lifestyle. I enjoy wakeboarding, surfing, rock climbing, and any other sport you can think of. I hate spelling.
|AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (4)
Not So Simply Stated (Poetry) It's a poem about life and dealing with issues by yourself. [347 words] [Motivational]
Once Blinded (Poetry) Being a Christian is hard and it's easy to forget what we are living for. Sometimes we forget that we are sinners too, and sometimes we forget that even though we are sinners, God will forgive us if ... [184 words]
Our Love, True (Poetry) It's about love, true love. About not just a feeling, but a past, a future, and a commitment. [95 words] [Drama]
To Say Goodbye To A Friendship (Poetry) This poem is about a relationship's end. [31 words]
I go through so much yet I'll never know anything.
I read the past to find what tomorrow brings.
I can run away and not get anywhere.
I've been spun around and I landed here.
I play hid and seek to find nothing at all.
I pray hoping he'll hear my call.
I try to speak and never havetime to listen.
I do my best in this wordly prison.
I sing to my heart, to sooth the pain.
I don't know how sin found my name.
I'm being pulled into this deep hole of games.
I will be berried by the debt to my soul it claims.
I hold this smile on my face only to have it wash me away.
I know it is not only time that will betray.
I love and expect to have love returned.
I should know by now, in the end, I'll always be the one who gets burned.
I seek to find a perfect moral, in a sea of wise metaphores.
I blame myself when I turn to a dried up reservoir.
I walk along this path in defiance of all things I hate.
I hope I can battle all the things my mind is obligated to make.
I wish away all the flesh wounds that mark my head.
I become stronger with each wound that has bled.
I cry when I hear heavens for me.
I cry, cause I know, the place I should be.
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