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Writing and art are my main passions. I really enjoy poetry and aspire to publish my collection one day.

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Death of a parent: 1 of 35
Lydia was careful to shut the kitchen door behind her without making a sound. It didn't make much of a difference. Her father already knew where she was going. Everyday it was the same routine, and everyday it tore him apart to see her leave. It only took Lydia ten minutes to walk to Grant Cemetery. She paused before the ent... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Imagination: 6 of 102
Artist's eyesColors of a lucid dream.A green the shade of envious eyes.Blue so deep even angels would move quickly to covet.And an implement of sorts with hairs plucked from a mare,swift to give to the cause.Blank canvas before me.What shall it be today?Should I dare to mix a color so bold,that if seen in a dreamthe sleeper w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Silence: 16 of 201
White- Walled RoomHere I sitBeneath a great willow treeJust the voices in my headAnd my own heart beatNo assulted sensesNo false judgements passedJust the natural breezes,forever seem to lastOthers would find it lonelyBut in time I have foundThat submerging yourself in silenceis the most rewarding soundMy mind is like a white... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confessions: 4 of 47
ConfessionalGo on angel, recite your laundry list of sinsWaiting to demolish distanceBetween your soul and heavenReach hands towards the skyCatch the drifting dreamsCompanions to the cloudsBow your head for the departedRemember the ones who paved your pathWith sweat and tearsTears that fell from aboveForming the pond across t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Betrayal: 41 of 431
I might be just a pawnbut that makes you just a crookand in the end you'll wish you couldgive backall the things you took.It might seem like it's me who is hurtingbut you'll never know pain like this againwhen you wake up one frigid morningand realize you've lost your only friend.So this is just my warningmy last and final pl... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love between a mother and daughter: 23 of 176
Amazing WomanTo watch you growAnd wipe your tearsA mother is thereThrough the yearsTo make you smileAnd braid your hairSometimes strictBut always fairYou have been there for meThrough thick and thinAnd though sometimes we fightI know you'll always winFor all of thisI thank you more than you knowJust youBeing youHas helped me ... More..
Food & Drink > Diet, Health & Organic Foods Issues surrounding genetically enhanced foods: 4 of 21
Finding a way to feed millions of starving people across the globe seems impossible. Yet, what if a solution lies within reach? What if genetically modified foods could eradicate hunger? One day most plants could be equipped with the genes to grow in barren soil or even produce their own pesticides. Maybe scie... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cancer: 19 of 95
I Watched a Man DieI watched a man dienot 6 months ago.Then I went about my business.I ate a turkey sandwichwith mayotomatoAmerican cheesewhite-not-orange.I watched a man dieeighty-five.I stood at the footof his bedeyes down.Wishing I could cliphis uncomfortably long toenails.I wanted to comb what was left of his hairand giv... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Pain: 77 of 379
My OwnMy burdens are my ownTears fall down my cheeksThey ask what troubles meBut I dare not move to speakBecause not one of them knowsNot one of them seesThat my burdens are my ownThe tears fall down my cheeksSunrise it's hard to wakeSunset, no chance of sleepSilence is my one true friendSecrets are what I keepI know what eat... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writing: 173 of 505
Why I WriteMy sister's college dayssaving plastic sour cream containersdrinking spirits from that "fine china" at 3 AMI raise my nine-year-old right eyebrow slightly higherthan the left.She says "what's the point?"Her roommates break the stemwareI want to follow on this righteous pathMy college dayspicking up a few extra plas... More..