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- Poetry > Free Verse
The lights flicker while the scents of spices getting acquainted with each other dance around in the old worn-out pot. The dripping water creates a smooth relaxing melody as we wait for dinner to be served. The table further sets the mood with its tablecloth of junk mail and overdue bills. We... - Poetry > BalladIf life was a movie, I'd be a silent one Where all is understood Without words being sung Feelings would show through Emotions never masked Miscommunications Finally in the past Words lead to confusion With tears long overdue When feelings are hidden There's no way to tell what&...
- Reviews > All ReviewsMore often than not, fanfiction gets a bad rep. Most ignore the characters true colors and set up odd romance pairing. “A Very Potter Musical” is absolutely no exception to this. However, this fan-made college musical, written by Brian Holden and Darren Criss, is forgivable for all of its plo...
- Opinion > Love / RelationshipsThe Twilight mania has received much media attention since the film’s opening, but how many of the articles you read talk about the themes of emotional abuse and obsession over Taylor Lautner’s sexy abs? I’ll admit it. When I first read Twilight, I was frequently dazzled by Edward Cullen,...
- Poetry > Free VerseOverlooking the skyline, They call this the place of wonder Where all your dreams can come true. Meeting talking animals and princesses, We dance through the streets As our imaginations run wild. Screaming from excitement, The fireworks sparkle in the sky With colors that brighten this n...
- Poetry > SonnetWalking down a street I once knew so well, Everything seems so distant from me. Sweet summer’s scents fill the air that I smell. Strong winter’s cold blows around so freely. Beautiful spring’s rain drizzles on the ground. Gentle autumn’s leaves carried by the wind. Yet, near or far, yo...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe bright heels glow in the back of the closet, as if their owner were much too intimidated by them to keep them in the front. The points so threatening, they could bust the bust the balloon of a child with one swift kick. The fiery red color ignites, seducing danger as it burns. The shoes ...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe small animals scurry back to their homes, rattling branches as they leave. The pitter-patter of footsteps returning to their bunks echo, remind the boy and girl that time was running out. The owls band together and begin to speak to each other. Their calls becoming the slow song of goodbye....
