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  This One's For You

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  This one’s for you. You outcast and hurt. You pushed from society and left behind, Just cause of the way you talk, look, dress, something so unkind. This one’s for you. You misunderstood. You judged quickly, after just one look. You have a story to share, but your confidence they took. T...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Silent Tears

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  Ever since you were a child you, were told that it’s okay to cry. You would let the tears fall freely from your eye. But as the years roll past and the older you grow. The more things you think that no one wants to know. It’s easy to let loose the pain. To let it wash down your cheeks like ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Urge

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  Shoes. You know those things you wear on your feet? When I was a kid, they weren’t that neat. I’m not a girly type of kid, you see? Forget the mall I’ll go climb a tree. “You’ll like them when you’re older”. My mother used to say, throwing me over her shoulder. Then I was dragge...
• Opinion > Points of View
  Some thoughts: Age

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  Hey everyone..or no one..that's cool too... So today i was thinking about life and children. I miss being a kid so much! I used to run all over the neighborhood when i was a kid (i still do) but now there's too many kids who just want to sit inside. Young children, very young, have the ab...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I Will Wait

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  AND I WILL SIT AND WAIT IN THE GRASS THE HORSES ATE FOR THE RAIN TO COME NOT SURE WHERE FROM TO FALL FROM ABOVE AND I WILL WAIT FOR MY LOVE ARE YOU STILL TRUE? WHERE ARE YOU? THE WONDER EXPANDS AS I HOLD OUT MY HANDS SINCE I DONT KNOW WHERE YOU ARE I'LL JUST CATCH A FALLING STAR...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  List of Thing I Don't Understand About the Messed Up World I Call Home

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  -I don’t understand why they have to ruin books by making them into movies. -I don’t understand why girls can’t mind their own business -I don’t understand why every actor becomes a singer -I don’t understand why the people, who can’t really sing and are auto tuned, get so famous. -...
• Poetry > Song Lyrics
  Song of the Judged

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  You know me face. But do you know who I am, too? You know what I’ve done. But do you know what I’ve been through? ‘Cuz the cover story’s so much more exciting than the news. No one ever opens up, to the page to see they lose. You call it gossip. I call it lazy. It’s my life, not yo...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Not a Love Poem

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  Before I begin I would like to make one thing clear: This is not a love poem. Ugh! I’m so sick of those. Love is great, sure. But most of the time it will end in heartbreak. The question of its existence still ponders me. It may not even be real. People spend too much time chasing it. The...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  It Knows

  

  By WickedWriter, long Island, NY

  It knows our fears, tears, secrets and woes. It knows our pasts, presents, and futures. It knows our thoughts, feelings, loves, and loss. It beckons to us sweetly. It bellows at us in a warlike howl. It caresses us gently so we won’t feel. It pulls us under quickly and violently so we won�...