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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: History: 2 of 53
I walk these dusty halls of stone,Footprints in the sand.Endless rains,Of endless pains,Couldn't wash the blood from this land.Among the dead I tread alone,On this long forgotten path.Eyes in the walls,Of these darkened halls,Silent in their wrath.Still now I can hear their song,Though their drums have all gone quiet.A thousa... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Frozen soul: 1 of 19
FROZENThe cold wind bites into my cheek, As I huddle against the night.I survey the scene around me And pray for warmth and light.The wind whips into my soul, Carrying with it the dark,Blowing chill and bitter through, the warrens of my heart.I recieve the tortured landscape, Into my eyes with pain,While this dark, abandoned ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Numbers: 2 of 21
NumbersA million times,A million places,A million lives,A million faces.A thousand days,A thousand nights,A thousand wrongs,A thousand rights.A hundred plays,A hundred lines,A hundred thoughts,A hundred minds.A single life,A single death,A single memory,A single breath. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: How do you love someone who doesn't love you?: 7 of 40
The pain I see in you,Fills me with such anguish.And I long to comfort you,But my touch seems to poison,My words seem to tear your soul,Even when those words are I love you.I would trade my life and soul,To return you to the state,That you occupy in my heart.Alas, for each step closer I take,I find two between us.Ensorceled i... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: True love: 38 of 196
When first I met you love, I knew our heart would redeem us.While back to back, fighting the world, The darkness came between us.Tempting and insidious, Like vipers they slithered in.Bit by bit and piece by piece, They replaced our love with sin.Stolen joys, broken hearts, All piled up too the sky.And when we turned to face e... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual awakening: 7 of 27
Dusk creeps in upon me now,As I look back over my winding road.It's getting too dark to see, andMy soul gets lost in the dust,Of time's grand confusion.I grew up, hidden amongst the lakes,Succored with the trees and rivers of my youth.Enraptured in complacent unawareness,Held with the whisper of a finger,Over the pursed lips ... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Personal Morals & Values Why some people cannot succeed: 22 of 66
Each one of us has the same potential for success as each other individual. What gets people on a path that leads to failure is the choices they make. On some level, almost every failure is a choice, although one rarely has to look very deeply to see where a bad choice has led to a failure. Most of us have the ability to reco... More..
Religion & Spirituality > New Age Concepts Understanding pseudoscience and New Age ideas: 3 of 9
Since the time of the ancient Sumerians and the ancient Greeks, the capacity for understanding knowledge has been the gold standard of mankind's evolution. Our journey forward from the darkness of antiquity to the illuminated time of the present has depended on one driving force possessed by our species. Our need to understa... More..
Politics, News & Issues > People in the News Controversial radio host Don Imus: Should he be fired for his remarks?: 38 of 110
The right to say and think as we wish is a constitutionally protected right. The true measure however, is whether or not we protect the right to free speech for views we do not approve of. Imagine if we had always done things this way. Our founding fathers would have been jailed or worse, for expressing a view about human ri... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Iniquity: 2 of 5
The GardenIn the Garden first it grew, And shaded all beneath it.Rooted as far as the eye could see, And all breathed within it.The fruit of love found tender ground, And in that place it grew.Perfect in it's soul intent, To create flesh anew.In the Garden next it grew, The epiphany of life.And the fruit it bore was bitterswe... More..