WHAT AM I?: Nephilim WHAT AM I?: Nephilim
A teen boy gets killed, but trades his soul for another chance. He changes. A girl notices the new boy with silver eyes.

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Glass Walls

Glass Walls

A Poem by Noename


I stand behind thick glass walls Watching how fast time crawls My heart beats slower with every long breath My heart beats slow, but not to death ..
Just A Dream

Just A Dream

A Poem by Undying Hate (Hanna)


The painful truth
Who are Satan .... and the Christ, then?

Who are Satan .... and the Christ, then?

A Chapter by stranger-n-life


A look at the real 'sons of God' in scripture ...
The Inevitable Truth

The Inevitable Truth

A Story by IronCote


Mocha; large & without cream, a morning ritual, one of many I should add, a destructive caffeine filled habit, some might describe it. An old ..
Still Within the Same Old Walls

Still Within the Same Old Walls

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


Greatly inspired by James Dean, The Smiths and my childhood. Written December 2009. Image: Edward Hopper.
Certainty Calculated

Certainty Calculated

A Poem by E. L. Foley


Certainty Calculated All things in this world strange related, so ignorant fear of chaos allay, certainty to be cal..
Unspoken

Unspoken

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


You torment me with your bladed tongue; if only you knew my life is left unsung. Now I am broken; blind, and left unspoken; with my dreams shattered b..
Loss of Symmetry

Loss of Symmetry

A Poem by E. L. Foley


increasing always is entropy system a into chaos releasing restored be cannot order ..
Instinctively Everything Clashes

Instinctively Everything Clashes

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


"The opposite of love is not hate, it is apathy." The most deadly illness of the past 100 hundred years as been apathy. The media and all governmen..
THE WINDOW

THE WINDOW

A Poem by Prateeksha Khot


This is a Senryu. This Japanese form of poem has 5-7-5 syllables format but it is different from a Haiku in the sense that it is related to Human natu..
Mess Age

Mess Age

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


Just a little something, a little of everything thrown into together. This age as no message so everything get's thrown in together & get's accepted..