Shelly Braen : Writing

Love Letters Unopened

Love Letters Unopened

A Poem by Shelly Braen


I sent it that August,Not so long after,I was not sure of,Exactly what to say,What could I say?Not so long,Not so far,I still loved you,I was sure,I w..
For Love of Convinience

For Love of Convinience

A Poem by Shelly Braen


I sit here alone again,Call me when you need me,Some days I'm your lover, others, your best friend,But is that really what I'll be?Tomorrow you've got..
All in Temptation

All in Temptation

A Poem by Shelly Braen


The heat is building,Deliciously sweet,Oh but I musn't,I dare not touch the fire,Please do not,Tempt me so,Do not touch,Look at me that way,I cannot t..
December Twenty-Second

December Twenty-Second

A Poem by Shelly Braen


He remains unmoved by my words.Untouched as if madeof stone.Ah, my heart does bleed.The rigidity of his resolve sochills me that I shall become ice.A ..
Preface, Only a piece

Preface, Only a piece

A Story by Shelly Braen


Murder and Madness
Compost Heap

Compost Heap

A Poem by Shelly Braen


The skin is only so deep,All the ugliness above and below,The scars that I can't hide,And the jaded tinge of rust on my heart,The memory is dirty,Ta..
Reborn

Reborn

A Poem by Shelly Braen


Here I am again. This place I travel to when I sleep. The sun from between the clouds glistens from the top of the snow. The silent sounds of win..
Brass Locket

Brass Locket

A Poem by Shelly Braen


I am the prose, My sun rises in the West, My vanity lurks in my imperfections, My shame lies curled in beauty, I pick mud flowers, I drink the ..

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