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"Spring"

by JoshuaHarestad

Spring is coming around the bend. It's time for winter to end. Leaves back on trees. Birds singing and bees. Lush fields and bright sun. The first season of fun. The rain comes too, and there's much to do. It's the best time of year. Wish i...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1394 views | Poetry | March 15, 2018

"SPACE"

by Masarati

I was dead inside trying to come back alive but who wants to remain alive the world is beautiful yet a fucked up place i needed a break I called for my space...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1460 views | Poetry | March 15, 2018

"Was not saved"

by Masarati

along the road I saw my shadow laying there dead it was my demise I told you I heard voices in my head repeating you are going to end up dead continue to cry in your bed this is your last day come join the dead  ...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1152 views | Poetry | March 15, 2018

"I wish you the best"

by Masarati

A waste of feelings A waste of breathe the last time we kissed I felt death my love for you is indescribable there were nights I lay my head down crying and praying on the bible hoping I can win you back yet there is no coming back...

2 Likes | 1 comment | 1347 views | Poetry | March 15, 2018

"When the Sky Cries"

by JoshuaHarestad

When the sky begins to cry, the tears are not always sad, for they bring life to the land. The rivers are replenished, and the plants given their drink. Rain is a beautiful thing. Greenery, always in tow. Life makes use of the water, and...

3 Likes | 3 comments | 1929 views | Poetry | March 14, 2018

"Chapter 13: Dew Drop"

by Franktank

I want her to be my morning, and my sunset. I would wake up in the early morning and have her by my side. Not just physically. I would work hard to make a living. And work hard to have her family on my side. We would believe in the good p...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 883 views | Realistic Fiction | March 14, 2018

"Anxiety"

by JoshuaHarestad

Anxiety is a beastly thing. A small bug that becomes a monster, after planting itself inside you. Some days it is strong, some days it’s weak, yet it feels like it is there for good. Moving in boxes, planning to stay. The beast is an unwe...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1145 views | Poetry | March 14, 2018

"Pain"

by Masarati

I have scars and bruises All over my arms and back these scars and bruises made me realize I’m not worth anything I do not have a life to live there is no purpose the pain follows me everywhere I go it hurts and everytime I cry...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1421 views | Poetry | March 14, 2018

"Poetic Forms and How to Improve Upon Them"

by noaheducation

By: Lauren Beth Kelly   Poetry is one of the oldest forms of writing, dating back to 1700 BC. Since then, it has manifested into a nuanced writing genre that every writer experiments with at some point in their life. But let’s...

5 Likes | 0 comment | 1160 views | Information | March 13, 2018

"Despair"

by JoshuaHarestad

How do I describe it? The sadness in my soul. I don’t know it all myself. My wife once said despair. I think that fits. Despair. Despair below everything, beneath every laugh, under every smile, behind every achievement. It haunts me cons...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1658 views | Poetry | March 13, 2018

"Despair"

by JoshuaHarestad

How do I describe it? The sadness in my soul. I don’t know it all myself. My wife once said despair. I think that fits. Despair. Despair below everything, beneath every laugh, under every smile, behind every achievement. It haunts me cons...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1338 views | Poetry | March 13, 2018

"Rough Day"

by JoshuaHarestad

Today is a rough one. I feel chained to my desk. Jumping out of my skin. I want to let blood out. No hope for the future. Stuck in this position. Physically I’m aching. Mentally, hurting too. Searching for bits of hope. Hard with interrup...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1137 views | Poetry | March 13, 2018

"The Storm Within"

by kristine32989

Rain slowly runs down my face- As if to suggest my crying is recognized, but is yet again hidden. These days when the pain can no longer be taken- The clouds soar through my brain. Words, words are entangled in the trees of my heart- R...

0 Likes | 2 comments | 1146 views | General | March 13, 2018

"If you cared"

by haileysassyo

Numb and scared I wish you cared.   Those tears I'v cried I wish you'd tried.   To be here for me, without a cost or fee.   To love and smile, for more then a second. I dream for a mile   Internal weaknesses...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1244 views | Poetry | March 13, 2018

"Chapter 12: Talking up a Storm"

by Franktank

When the trees get together. When they finally settle. Encourage new seeds to gain the ground. And watch as the young trees learn the sounds. When all the trees in the forest or even a couple talk about the news of nature into the wee hours...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 967 views | Short Stories | March 13, 2018

"Fatherhood"

by JoshuaHarestad

Say what you will say of me, but I take care of my kids. Two little boys who are wild, they want for not but more toys. They terrorize me daily, with need and insanity. No way I could love them more. Benjamin is willowy, and Drake is built...

1 Like | 4 comments | 1397 views | Poetry | March 13, 2018

"Scars"

by Elizabeth

They said nothing lasts forever, But her pain feels immortal. Her days spent smiling and happy, But her nights spent crying in pain. She's tired of feeling pain, She wants to make it stop. She finds the small razor blade That's hidden in...

2 Likes | 2 comments | 1425 views | Poetry | March 13, 2018

"Little Does She Know"

by Elizabeth

She asked me if I had ever harmed myself. I immediately shook my head and said no, That I would never do anything so dumb. She smiled at me and then quickly changed the subject. But little does she know, That underneath my long sleeves And...

2 Likes | 2 comments | 1246 views | Poetry | March 12, 2018

"The Island Part Two"

by TheYoungWriter

Chapter Two Hannah      There are two packs. One for me, one for Mich. They each co...

1 Like | 0 comment | 847 views | Realistic Fiction | March 12, 2018

"Collide or 5. (Short segment)"

by alecia15

CH. 19 There was a brief silence before Gray, still holding onto Silas, looked up at the sky. In that dark sky, in a different place, a place they had never seen before, two mo...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1170 views | General | March 12, 2018

"Chapter 11: Hostage"

by Franktank

Your love holds me hostage. Never giving me what I want. I want you. You tease me with your existence. I've met many women. None do it for me as much as you. You don't give in. Like a closed diner, forcing me to turn around and go home....

1 Like | 0 comment | 1221 views | Poetry | March 12, 2018

"The Monster In My Head"

by TheYoungWriter

A girl passes you. She has black hair and is overweight. Fat, you think, then curse yourself for being so mean. Another boy passes you. He is scrawny, his face covered in pimples, glasses atop his nose. Nerd, you think.�...

2 Likes | 7 comments | 816 views | Prose | March 12, 2018

"Running"

by TheYoungWriter

Running away In the night. A stormy night With a wind so strong...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1352 views | Poetry | March 11, 2018

"Backyard Afternoon"

by JoshuaHarestad

The temperature is perfect. The sun is bright, but there is shade too. The chickens scratch at the dirt, and make happy hen noises. The dog is laying on the ground. A lawnmower hums in the distance, and a cool breeze comes by. But it is not...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1192 views | Poetry | March 11, 2018

"Don’t Hurt Yourself"

by JoshuaHarestad

I always share my scars with you, so that you do not feel it too. Feeling like you are all alone, abandoned and then on your own. The pain, it drove me to madness, the blade, it drove me to sadness. Still fighting for me, but you too, I...

1 Like | 2 comments | 1436 views | Poetry | March 11, 2018

"The Island Part One"

by TheYoungWriter

Notice:: I'm putting the Prison series on hold. I'm just not feeling it at the moment. Sorry!       Chapter One Hannah...

1 Like | 6 comments | 949 views | Realistic Fiction | March 11, 2018

"The Startover"

by 4001462

I could hear everything. I could hear the rapid pulsation from my chest as perspiration glistened my skin; making my t-shirt soaked with sweat. I could hear my Converse...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 806 views | Drama | March 11, 2018

"No hope"

by Masarati

So lost so gone I had you but then you left me all Alone I’m at a lake throwing stones in the water thinking about where did I go wrong in the background I hear our favorite song I tried to get you back you claimed loving me was...

0 Likes | 1 comment | 1447 views | Poetry | March 11, 2018

"Untitled"

by KingK88

I embrace what is here and I reject the forgotten. Time tricks me into seeking comfort, for it is aware of all of my secrets. Joyous melodies guide me towards salvation, only for me to discover its falsehood. All I've ever known is dysfunct...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1172 views | Poetry | March 11, 2018

"The man within him"

by Bebby_Vibes

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6 Likes | 2 comments | 1240 views | Poetry | March 11, 2018

"Running"

by JoshuaHarestad

What am I running from? Is it shame or guilt? Frustration? Anger? Is it who I am? Who I will be? Who I was? Fear of death? Something else? I don’t even know, what I’m running from. Yet I run on and on, and now life is a dream, that I ca...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1388 views | Poetry | March 10, 2018

"Terrence"

by jperez6814

Fat guys never get away with anything. Or so they say. Terrence is particularly grateful for that societal stereotype as he creeps out of the target’s residence and into the dim corridor of the apartment complex. The chump he’d left sle...

3 Likes | 3 comments | 1206 views | General | March 10, 2018

"Chapter 10: Nothing"

by Franktank

In the sky. Somewhere between earth and atmosphere. A blade of grass. A water drop courses down the top, gets heavy, soaks into the dirt. Wanting to be home when I am outside, coming home from work. Traveling... with others, wanting to be...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 744 views | Journalistic Writing | March 10, 2018

"Somewhere"

by JoshuaHarestad

Somewhere, a child is being born, the baby takes its first breath, the father holds his son. Somewhere, a person is dying, it’s painful and slow, they are filled with sorrow. Somewhere, someone is swimming, playing in the water, on a wa...

3 Likes | 0 comment | 1347 views | Poetry | March 10, 2018

"The Door"

by jperez6814

Nobody ever opened the door. We’d been frequenting the old Mapleburg diner for years, my neighbors and I, and we’d never seen that door open. It was made of the same dingy wood as the rest of the place. It wasn’t padlocked or anythin...

3 Likes | 3 comments | 1214 views | Short Stories | March 10, 2018

"Untitled"

by Hansel

Your audacity is astounding, pugnacity confounding, message so resounding as to ring true.. I feel it from within even though all...

1 Like | 2 comments | 1396 views | General | March 9, 2018

"Wisdom Haiku’s"

by JoshuaHarestad

Perfection. A lie. Never trust a perfect man. He is a liar. Take care of children. Love and treat them all fairly. The roles will reverse. Animals bring joy, and responsibility. Both are important. School is important, for learning to na...

1 Like | 2 comments | 1349 views | Poetry | March 9, 2018

"Mother Nature"

by JoshuaHarestad

Mother nature is not nice. She is not friendly, or comforting. She will not lower herself to you. No she is harsh, and unforgiving. She can be beautiful. She can also be hideous. She’ll provide what you need. Sometimes. While at others, s...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1294 views | Poetry | March 9, 2018

"Chapter 9: Sinewy"

by Franktank

The tree hungover in the crisp wind. Moving back and forth swaying with spindly sinewy twigs and branches. It was perfectly proportioned, like a giant lampshade. And ironically, a few bulbs hung from the trees' branches. To give it more cha...

2 Likes | 0 comment | 938 views | Short Stories | March 9, 2018

"Unstoppable"

by JoshuaHarestad

I will become unstoppable, and armies will bow before me. In every land there will be peace. Prosperity and love, for all. To wise council I will listen. Maximum freedoms, I’ll insist, but punishment for cruelty, for most, forgiveness ca...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1335 views | Poetry | March 9, 2018

"Preface"

by Forbes

There is a thin line between sanity and insanity, i believe i am the line. My past 10 years have been mixed with good and bad examples of each. The combination of intelligence and irrational behavior. The contrast in thinking between me and...

4 Likes | 2 comments | 740 views | Autobiography | March 9, 2018

"Paralyze"

by Maddstarks29

Paralysis crystallizes My once streaming eyelashes And cements me in my place As if I’ve b...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1339 views | Poetry | March 9, 2018

"Chapter 8: Strength"

by Franktank

The man was strong and went to the gym to lift weights. But he was mainly working out so that one day, he had the strength to love again....

0 Likes | 0 comment | 939 views | Short Stories | March 9, 2018

"Raccoon Fish"

by JoshuaHarestad

The lagoon is sheltered, and safe. The waves are gentle. A sea turtle, by the beach, where I enter the water. My snorkel and fins are yellow. Raccoon fish, yellow and black. Harmless, they follow me. Three. Like little ducklings while I swi...

0 Likes | 0 comment | 1305 views | Poetry | March 9, 2018

"Soulmate"

by JoshuaHarestad

I very much love, my beautiful wife. She brings purpose and order to my life. When I lay eyes on her it brings me cheer, and I still love her more year after year. A stable rock in the stormiest seas. We’re already way past the birds an...

2 Likes | 3 comments | 1482 views | Poetry | March 8, 2018

"Zipper My Buddy"

by r-busteratt-net

I had to work late one winter evening and had just closed up shop and headed towards home. It was dark as hell and the rain was coming down in buckets. I couldn't see the road very well, but knew there was a long curve in the road coming up...

1 Like | 0 comment | 937 views | Short Stories | March 8, 2018

"Chapter 7: Tough Day for Mr. Harrison"

by Franktank

The teacher got home from school and hung his coat on the coat rack nearby his entrance door. He had had a rough day. One of the kids, he had to yell at, and he hated himself for it. He poured himself a glass of scotch, which was rare. Then...

1 Like | 2 comments | 1013 views | Short Stories | March 8, 2018

"#45"

by _broze

I wish Donald Trump 4 am-fall on to any hard/supportive surface- menstrual cramps The kind that make you grind your teeth when a man speaks of you as if he knew a thing of being woman. The kind you'd remember during your eleven hour, mini...

5 Likes | 1 comment | 1341 views | General | March 8, 2018

"It’s been ages"

by _broze

Hands haven’t held, hips haven’t hugged, since January. Lips’ve licked lonesome tears as they cascaded down cheeks of lover longing. Today isn’t tomorrow until it’s exed-off of the countless collection of days caged in the neat...

1 Like | 0 comment | 1139 views | General | March 8, 2018

"The Gift of Wings"

by Momnaheart98

Oh Divine Light, With all Your love, With all Your might, I begin to bloom in sight....

1 Like | 3 comments | 1386 views | Poetry | March 8, 2018

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