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The Sounds of Death

The Sounds of Death

A Poem by Chasity Reynolds


TICK, TOCK watch the clockthe hours drag on by BEND, SNAP heart caught in a trapforever left to cry CRACK, POP the voices never stopeyes close an..
List of Favorite Sounds:

List of Favorite Sounds:

A Chapter by Paige


List of Favorite Sounds: · The laugh you love sailing through the air · The sound of an old pencil scraping paper with its ..
Inna Blues

Inna Blues

A Poem by emeson


A young man’s tale of the reggae blues in Hyson Green, St Anns, Meadows, Basford, Radford and Lenton spots in Nottingham many moons ago.(one of ..
The Sound of Time

The Sound of Time

A Poem by Bri


Do you hear it? The sound of time. Tock after tick seconds fly by. Encouraging yet hurrying a rhythm and rhyme. Unea..
Another Time

Another Time

A Poem by Anthony M. Barajas


The silence is deepI can hear the soundsinside my mindAs the river rushesSo does my bloodAnd the world it seems likeAnother timeWhen my eyes caught th..
Artist

Artist

A Poem by zainul


Inspired by Saran's painting
Home is

Home is

A Poem by Fabiana


Home is…. Well I’m not quite sure But is it where or what is it? Is it where you can..
Sound Wave

Sound Wave

A Poem by MandaBear


I hope you like it. It was for a prompt. For this prompt you must write something that involves sound. So I hope I got it :) Let me know. Love or Hate..
Juno within the lines

Juno within the lines

A Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


a day in the life of my Kitty Juno Bear
Dulcet Blues, and Reds

Dulcet Blues, and Reds

A Poem by Poe Redd


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The Window Man

The Window Man

A Story by TravisStraw


Ryan sat in his room. Artificial light filled his small apartment with a calming synthetic daylight. While just outside his first story window, that s..
Footsteps

Footsteps

A Story by Nathan Challis


Two orphaned children discover something horrific.
Plastic

Plastic

A Poem by Pless


Tip-toe down the corridor little cries little sighs I peep The plastic cover curls underneath her thighs Sweat dripping and droppin..
Nestling

Nestling

A Poem by Sophie McN


I push the buds into the little holes, either side of my head. A lyrical, portable magic that bounces off the walls inside my china ..