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Leaves change at all when they fall, even when they're dead I wish I could be so flexible, I say; so formed to the here and now I wonder how they do it, because I'm alive, but still, I won't change at all.... - Poetry > Free VerseWe are the youth that pass the time with bitter thoughts and awkward rhyme singing songs that have no end, ignorance is our only crime with slowly moving, small, flat feet we walk on down a crowded street among our peers, we are alone yet love the many friends we meet...
- Poetry > Free VerseCaught in silence, and in peace where winds can catch what words can't say the trees will shake, their leaves release when all other movements cease the seasons halt their brisk relay to cherish moments, subjected here forgetting blooms of blushing May for darker shades of an Autumn da...
- Poetry > Free VerseAs I remained still a rose in a garden of many things the world passed me by a rose, watching as a honey-bee stings my eyes glazed and left a rose, being caught in falling rain I think I must have gone insane a fallen rose, that must remain...
- Poetry > Free VerseI hate this town where I feel bound to familiar faces falling down, falling frown my routine paces in ironic races right back to the start; this town, old places on which it stands, the ground is art reaching up to tear me apart standing small, its crushing my heart and hating this to...
- Poetry > Free VerseIt's funny how it goes when no one ever knows what falls above the apple tree where belief has spread that nothing grows It's funny how it seems to be that all that we will ever see rests before a naked eye which holds in that of you and me It's funny how I always cry whi...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe direction goes as I go too; upon the West, and upon the blue. The flowers bloom and grasses grow; for reasons I have yet to know -- Towards myself they grow, and to the East; where beholden walks a lonely Beast....
- Poetry > Free VerseAnd there lies an apple fallen, beneath an orange tree from where it came, we cannot see a fallen orange, it cannot be We say the apple must be special to fall in such an awkward place and be found as a peculiar case alone amidst another race Without explanation to be had the apple rema...
- Poetry > Free Verseeuphoric slumbers steal my mind, when I am graced by thoughts so kind; not of love or material gain, but of standing dry, though bound in rain- of feeling strength, without the pain. --- sleep, my mind; sleep, my mind with forty winks, my heart is blind to real worries left behind --- but ...
- Poetry > Free VerseScrape the asphalt with those tires that move the machine that fuels the fire that burns our time spent in bills of numbers that drive us from an offer that kills – let us escape, let us ride free, on material that takes us where we want to be – we all want the answer so, is it so m...
- Poetry > Free VerseFixed in the darkness with broken smiles broken tools fixed for life in a dimpling shadow her broken face You're right tonight she'll smile in your way but never with her own lips never hers tell me, what did you fix? She cries red wine and red wine down her faulty face br...
- Poetry > Free VerseIt’s spring again A rosy-white flower petal falls From a magnolia tree, to the ground Stretching slightly in the cool breeze, The petal remains undisturbed And the world yawns As the whole morning arrives The magnolia tree Embraces the petal, without a touch A subtle protection from the...
- Poetry > SonnetI watch his face sparkle like shattered glass A face like no other, the face of nude His eyes are a guard that I wish to pass His image, now gone, cannot be renewed To enter his mind would be nice for me To know how he thinks, to know who he is The heart that’s beyond him, I wish to see The...
- Poetry > Free Verse"Oh, well you look nice today." Is that all you have to say? A deceptive malice you convey when it's verbal irony in your "Hey - oh, well you look nice today" a voice is weak when it speaks that way and quite deceptive, if I may is it so hard, just to say "O...
- Poetry > Free VerseIn our minds again, the howl from beneath us the terror in a scream the voice of the dumb the shock hits us in our feet in our feet, so we walk it off we shake it off, ignore a spiteful face in the sand, and stand, stand again in our minds again, the pained sigh of defeat, the sound o...
- Poetry > Free VerseI've got him all in my head and someone's pasted his picture inside my eyes doubling over with the pain of this, I can't even whisper what my mind is screeching I'm in love! I'm in love! No, not today....
- Opinion > DiscriminationDiscrimination is one of the worst flaws among the many existing problems of the human kind. It isn’t race, religion, sex, or age that determines love. What we love is the person behind these walls of prejudices, not the traits that build them. What’s truly sad is that people refuse to believe t...
- Nonfiction > Personal Experience"I'm on an express elevator to hell", my mother sighed after I'd tried for the third unsuccessful time that day to engage her in conversation. She tilted her head back in the driver's seat of the car, and squinted as she rubbed her eyes. "It would help if we spoke the s...
- Poetry > Free VerseCould it be? when the Others cannot see? (they fell face down, and never got up) The moon is shifting the tide is seizing (Water envelopes Earth, and its quaking brings no mercy) Water blurs Their eyes, and burns Their noses (Earth can taste nothing but the salt of Water, but Water ta...
- Poetry > All PoetryI can't tell you how it feels to live in a world that isn't real to die in truth, but live in a lie to love to live but be forced to die Engineered in a space above built with hate and no room to love My reality is lost it's sad, I can't say you'll never kn...
- Poetry > All PoetryA rusty day, I thought old and old and old the pain that clung to the first only got worse each day, each rusty, rusty day. A spongy night, I thought soaked and soaked and soaked the tears that fell the first only got worse each night, each spongy, spongy night. A dead life, I though...
- Fiction > All FictionCharlie was different. He wasn't your average six-year-old boy. It really was quite a shame that his parents didn't realize that before they died. The coroner's report claimed it was an accident that killed them. Bad wiring in the house is what caused the fire. The parents never woke, but somehow Ch...
- Poetry > All Poetrythe other day I noticed a man who was never there before sitting alone at a park bench across the street from my apartment building. I watched him as he crossed and uncrossed his legs, and I knew that he was waiting for something. I stopped spying and minded my own business, but in a few hour...
- Reviews > TV show reviewsThe Cassidys rocked the set of ABC Family's new comedy televisions series Ruby and the Rockits. Playing the roles of two former 80's rock stars, David and Patrick Gallagher, the Cassidy brothers took modern television and twisted it into something new, different, and strangely exciting, someth...
- Poetry > All PoetryI want to be inside of you a fly on the wall of your mind I want to lick your brain cherishing the taste of its fluids I want to swim in the cool blue of your blood riding your veins like a roller-coaster I want to be a chain of sparks racing down your spine that excites each nerve in your bo...
