Writing

Rising Above

A Poem by Michaela

The sun will surely come out tomorrow, and we can tough it through.

Forever

A Poem by Kacee

Not one of my best poems. I just wrote it to get a bunch of feelings out.

Empty Space

A Poem by Zee Noir

So empty and hollow, yet this heart and soul overflows with pain.Tell me why everyday is the same, nothing ever seems to change.No relief or alleviati..

Aufgeben

A Poem by HopeOrHorror

I died todayThe black crushing weight decended.As it does. Again and again.I raised my eyes to meet it. I raised my fists to fight. To struggle.My eye..

Upon a Long and Lonely Day

A Poem by ObscurityNone

My first shot at a Quatern.

Hello, goodbye

A Story by Bistrô Mental

It had taken them many situations to neglect of what always had been there. Friendship, something else, love, nothing else, all of it, none. A little ..

Who

A Poem by Emma Pond

A cloaked figure pushes me to my knees His head and shoulders bowed to the floor His heart crimson, begging for more Dark shadows dancing..

The remote control - the interrogation

A Story by Haim Kadman

A prosoner of war who managed to escape passes an interrogation by the Saigon C.I.A branch, in an attempt to verify his testimony.

Letting go

A Poem by Xen enderide

I cant let go.My heart wont allow.Revived a painful blow.I cant love now....The heart still hopes.But the body grows weary.And the mind has to cope.Wi..

Nidra.

A Poem by akihsna

My relief..Away from misery,Saves me from reality,A curious mystery,It gives me vitality.My antidote..Makes my dreams cheery,Avoids unwanted fatality,..

Sunset

A Poem by fiery-san

The sun casts its last rays upon you as you breathe out your goodbyes...

Frozen Snow

A Poem by Ki Rider

We all have moments of grief and pain and we all in time learn how to stand up on our own two feet. At age 8 I learned to be self-reliant. It's a hard..

A Home Sky's Rest

A Poem by Serena Clara

Farewell to the long lost girl,Shes leaving this forlorn world.Her heart was broken,her mind full up.So long to her warm hands,she's worn from this fr..

Footsteps 2

A Poem by Serena Clara

Then I hear another pair of footsteps join me.They play games in the echoed space;As if dancing.We are only walking.These footsteps know me.These foot..