Writing

Ballad

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

The woman woke up all alone, her dress a wrinkled fright. She thought of all the crazy things she'd done to pass the night: Drinking, dancing,..

Julius Caesar

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

There once was a man from old Rome, who thought he should sit on a throne, the senators swore they would hear it no more, now his body lies cold on..

Shakespearean-ish Sonnet

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

My heart grows cold within its lonely cell No company is allowed to visit Quiet as a bird who knows its cage well Though unwilling to be content ..

Haiku

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

The cat's on my bed Ears twitching with his message This spot is taken

Thought

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

Sometimes, I stop amidst all the beauty and wonder of this world, and I think to myself: people are terrible.

Why Writing Makes Us Better People

A Story by Deanna Young

just an outpour of thoughts

Thought 2

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

Once, A man truly loved me It felt nice Until I woke up

Love's Pyre

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

While I wait for you, my love, I will shape a lofty pyre And hold my match - set to strike For what is passion if not fire? I yearn for what I f..

My Love Is a Wild Thing

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

My love is a wild thing With no sense of shame It blazes bright and douses me With thoughts and feelings left unnamed Time keeps turning 'round ..

Hungry Haiku

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

I open the door: Empty jars on cold glass shelves Left longing for more

Bitterness

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

Withered hands are steadyHolding on to what was mine,Cool as any cucumberPickled in life's brine All our faults are realizedIn each silent moment pas..

Between Strangers

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

You look my way and in the blink of an eye, we lay in a wash of gold, sunrise pouring over naked skin, entwined In one breath, on a sun-kissed..

Honesty

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

I wear a maskof discomfortKeeping my painconcealedI stay hidden:a covert operationof a ghost interredA vaporous existenceveiled in anonymityI go unsee..

Persona

A Poem by RoyRogers

So many masks which one to pick? The perfect mask and the perfect trick. Which one is right for every occasion and everything ends when you end the il..

Mercy

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

A somber toneMy mind does takeWith thoughts of youLeft in its wakeTo picture you I close my eyesEndeavoring To visualizeYour august faceAs cut from cl..

Senseless

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

Discontent brews hatred It simmers underneath This useless smile of mine Only masking sharpened teeth Anger boils over into Pools of rage..

Educational Hell

A Story by Darkened_drear

They say society is made up of caste.A brutal reality is that it is nothing but a trap..people have so many questions ..on why do kids kill...maybe it..