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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Shattered: 1 of 116

Shattered .. a million splintering pieces. My unmendable blistering soul. My head filled with thoughts.. so many thoughts. Too many to hold. It seems like forever, since I've been whole. So many lives I've lived, within just this one. I thirst for the day when this existence will be done. Some...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Physical abuse: 1 of 102

A Recollection of Childhood, Physical Abuse Little eyes watch from afar. Through the foggy window, of the car. Small fingers pressed against cold glass. Breath..steaming up the view, then wiped away again. Little eyes, curiously watching. A little heart, aching..longing. A kind father, picks his laughing daughter up into the...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love at first sight: 1 of 40

Riding past me, looking back as he drove. With eyes that saw right through to the soul. Blackest hair cut short, a face so smooth you could kiss. You may doubt fate, but you’ll believe in this. Eyes so dark they glisten in the light. I heard him say his name was Mike. My eyes glued on his, it was love at...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Being grumpy: 1 of 28

He walks into the cafe He moves slowly, with a newspaper under his arm Under his clutch, a polished wooden cane. A tired man with a hardened face, littered with stubbles of gray. A wise man with many stories;a life he will not share. A sour man, his bitterness he carrieseverywhere. Rather than boasting of his...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lust: 15 of 303

Infatuation Just a kiss, is what I wish. Oh..your soft, plump lips. Sliding down my neck. Your chest pressed up, against my breasts. Your moist saliva, mixing with mine. My hands touching your face. I inhale to feel your breath. How I've longed to savor your taste. Now your caress, hard and wet. Over my chest..and lower. Oh,...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Monsters: 2 of 34

Faces in the curtain.. within the patterned shapes. A silhouette in hiding, folded in the drapes. Small feet tucked away, snugly.. within the covers, tight. No freedom to be dangling, for ‘it’ hides in the night. Unsure if it’s just hungry, or it simply hates. A beast unknown is prowling.. in darkness it aw...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Whispers: 3 of 47

A Whisper A whisper..that's what I hear. Your voice in the wind, tells me your near. A whisper..in the breeze. I look..to see rustling leaves, of a nearby tree. A whisper..and I know, that you are with me. I hear your voice sound,in the horn of the distant train. Then softly..like a song in the rain. A whisper, tells me your...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Define normal: 1 of 14

Normal..., she thought with a sigh. Oh to live a life that was somewhat normal. Some days the embarrassment burned red in her face. Her sister never failed to humiliate her, with a sight so informal it was a disgrace. Laughing down the long street from their bus after school, her friends f...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spoiled: 1 of 14

"Spoiled"..in a trailed voice, she whispers. Her eyes fixed on a woman..with giggling daughters. Singing happily, they laugh, as they chase one another.. in play. Safe and warm must be their nights. For carefree, are their days. Nurture and love, they unmistakably display. "Spoiled"..I hear her whisper. Her eyes now in a daz...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Loneliness: 44 of 541

Darkness, why do you so engulf me? It seems as though I'm in a dream. As if none of this is real. Sadness has swallowed up my life. No longer can I feel. I hear silence, through all the noise. I see emptiness, through the crowds. Stinging pain fills me, and I long to cry or shout. I open my mouth, but it seems strength has l...