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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Babies: 3 of 99
Nurturing and loving your bundle of joy. Be it a girl or be it a boy. A warming smile can melt your heart. The feelings of happiness will never depart. The cries for comfort; the cries to eat. The cries of laughter; a pleasant treat. Whether watching your baby asleep in her crib. Or changing a diaper; or cleaning a bib. Ther... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hell: 3 of 84
The dark journey soon begins. It frightens mostly timid men. But the path is long and shaky. And the earth is rather quaky. There can be no stopping. It's too late. The die is set for eternal fate. Though wiser men have fought it. There can be no doubt for this recourse. The brave marched to hell long ago. The arrows piercin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cloudy skies: 6 of 163
When do you encounter gloom? Is it silently in your room? Or is it outside on a cloudy day Where stormy weather is soon to play? Like a massive spot in the air. A sign posting buyer beware. But clouds come and quickly pass. Depression always seems to last. And when the rains fall like tears of time. Can you escape the failur... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The blues: 3 of 47
I'm feeling kind of down Because I have the blues. I'm going to leave this town That's yesterday's news. There's no point in staying. My girlfriend is gone. So what's the use of praying. I'm leaving at dawn. I'm all packed up. I'm ready to go. I've got nothing to lose. And nothing to show. The blues will disappear. I'll see ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dragon humor: 1 of 15
Last night as I went to bed. A very large creature blew on my head. "My hair is on fire," I said with despair. And thickening smoke filled the air. "I'm terribly sorry but I lost my wagon. Can you find it for me?" asked a hapless dragon. "What are you doing here in my room? I don't have a wagon so please leave soon." But the... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 137 of 1305
There was a calm and silence in the air. And yet a sudden feeling of empty despair. The gentle breeze was soon replaced. By the deathly sound of anger's grace. Voices called into the night's sky. Betrayal, distrust for this you shall die. The winds slammed into my twisted rage. I shall not be a member of death's cage. Fear s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Writer's block: 31 of 179
There are times that I must confess. I can't get the words off my chess. Like tinker toys falling on rocks. I profess to have writer's block. No images or fancy words. The writing just goes unheard. It pains me and puts me in shock. To think that I suffer from writer's block. The clock ticks on day after day. Still I am wond... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Snow: 36 of 207
As the cold winds of December blow, Look above and see the snow. Crystals falling like shimmering tears. Blanket us during our chilly years. Puts a shiver in our spine. Falling hard as if to blind. Whiteness fills our empty space. Dreariness hangs around our place. Cotton candy fills our streets. Icy patches are underneath. ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love humor: 11 of 49
Like a summer's night when romance is beating The passion of love is truly heating. The candles are lit and the air is fresh. Now is the time for nature's test. Your beautiful love is dressed so fine. All is well until you spill the wine. Upon her expensive shimmering dress You certainly have made a real mess. The waiter giv... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Feelings: 192 of 818
Never cry or so you're told. Be brave, stout and bold. But feeling hurt and all alone. No friends to see you at your home. The silence is a thunderous roar. When no one sees you anymore. And the heart dies a sudden death. Only possessions are what you have left. The days past by an ominous fear. Could this be your final year... More..