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Sometimes words just can't describe The things that I feel inside. Sometimes I just can't explain All the anger and pain. To truly understand me, You have to pretend to be free In a world of simplicity And musicality. There is nothing more exhilarating Than hearing music so ... - Poetry > Free VerseYou know, Daddy, You asked me a question Not too long ago. You asked me, "When did I Ever leave you?" Well honestly, I couldn't answer that Because I was too young to remember. You know, Daddy, You asked me what lies You told me. I could write A book of poems All...
- Reviews > Movie ReviewsThe movie Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 2 is the final installment in the Harry Potter movie series. However, despite it’s amazing special effects and superb music, the movie does not live up to the expectations of the book-lovers. In fact, many fans who have read the book before w...
- Poetry > Free VerseSure, I'll take the blame. After all, it was my fault I ended up here in Hell. I didn't listen to anyone, No one but my selfish self. I did whatever I wanted. And now I'm paying for it. I think I'm losing my sanity. And for what? All I do is try to impress, To do ...
- Poetry > Free VerseI live in a fantasy world Of Elves and Fairries. A world of mystery and power, Of love and hate. I hide there, In that mystery land, Because it cannot reject me. I am safe there. I love the people, I love the rainbow mountains. Peace is eternal in that land, That land of mystery. I...
- Poetry > Free VerseI saw you walk away In my dreams. I felt the sting of pain In your words. I said, “I love you! Daddy, come back to me!” And I cried and cried and cried Till I couldn’t cry anymore. My heart was broken, Dripping shining rubies. It became a block of ice, Not daring to ever love ag...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe air is filled with Lingering music notes. A silver flute in my hands, And my soul quivering. The whisper of a whisper, A gentle, soft breeze; I begin to play. And I smile endlessly. And the butterfly wings Burst proudly from my shoulders. And the butterfly wings Lift me from my si...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou are such a liar, Daddy, Such a selfish hypocrite. You weave your web of lies, Trapping me, suffocating me. I cry night and day, Daddy, My pillow soggy and salty. Why did you leave? Why tell me those horrid things? What is this love you speak of, Daddy? How can you love and hate me? ...
- Opinion > Sports / HobbiesPeople think that golf is not a sport and if it is, it’s nothing more than a game of hitting a ball with a stick. That is so not true; golf is a game of skill, endurance, and self-competition. It is a difficult sport to ace because if you can’t trap your emotions in a tiny square of your mind an...
- Poetry > Free VerseWhat would happen if my dreams never came true? My dreams, my hopes, my wishes, obliterated. My heart, my red heart, would drip rubies. Those precious rubies would gather together, They would cry with me as I broke apart. My voice would die inside me, The pink lips upon my mouth would crac...
- Poetry > Free VerseWords are like water, rushing like a waterfall. They pour onto the page, a red, white, and blue page. The once obnoxious shouts of a classroom are reduced to a low hum. Before my mind’s eye, air swirls into figures. Figures that grow a mouth, eyes, nose, ears, A heart, mind, and soul. They h...
- Poetry > All PoetryMy life has been drained from me, An invisible vacuum that takes my joy. I'm lost and scared, no longer free; The world in a deadly haze of gloom. I couldn't tell you if I tried why I feel so hollow and distant, separated. All I want to do is sit down and cry, Purge myself of this unkno...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceI ran my fingers through my short, greasy, unruly brown hair, briefly closing my eyes. I had been working on that chapter for at least two hours now, and no good ideas were forthcoming. Groaning in frustration, I pressed my forehead against the cool, plastic keyboard of my silver laptop. “Curse...
- Poetry > All PoetryA girl so utterly alone, So utterly friendless. She seems to have grown Quiter, calmer, wise. I see her sitting cross-legged, A book or paper nearby. Her soul to be forever indebted To literature and soaring music. She thinks no one cares, That no one understands, That no one cares how she far...
- Poetry > Free VerseBeing alone with a book in hand, All alone with not a care in the world, It's a freedom I can rarely enjoy. I was made to be alone, I think, And it doesn't bother me until I see My past friends laughing with each other like we used to. So now I wonder, is my book my downfall?...
