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I started writing when I was ten years old. Even at such an early stage in life, I was trying to make sense of the chaos around me and searching for the deeper meaning within human existence. Writing simply felt like the most appropriate haven; the best way

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken love: 1 of 277
WIDOW OF CATASTROPHE Upon the cold and barren flesh, a formless misery descends Unto the dreary confines of a somber widow's lair and mourning dress Beyond locked doors and windows in heavy linen cloaked The sorrow of death's unending cast of shadows, steal the light of days Lonely whispers of a lover lost, chill the air, th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The tragedy of love: 7 of 184
WHERE DOVES GO TO DIE An autumn mist of death and lust October rainfall Seeping through my soul And as the world is dead and cold it becomes closer to me Forever sick and passionate An eternity of sorrow With your mask of misery etched upon my soul You speak of empty promises and leave me here alone Where doves go to die The... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My Valentine: 1 of 18
MY BLOODY VALENTINE Her gaze is lost and lingering, off somewhere in the distance Eyes worn, vastly contemplating Fragments of a lost dream, a lover's vanity Snowflakes that vanish as they're swept beneath the river's pull If only emotions could be so motionless That we could always hold onto the good ones And drown the rest... More..
Society & Lifestyle > Gender Issues Approving same sex marriage: 16 of 147
SAME-SEX UNIONS BLOOM IN CANADA While some of us sit back contemplating the changes in the world around us over the past several decades, we can't help but feel that despite the seemingly endless adherence to the so-called socially and politically correct ideals fabricated around us, there have been at least a few changes ma... More..
Computers & Technology > Online Shopping & Trade Thoughts about eBay's new feedback policy: 1 of 8
EBAY'S FEEDBACK CHANGES: AN OUTRAGE TO MANY In May of 2008 new changes to eBay's marketplace and feedback system took effect, which in much of the community's mind officially diminished eBay from the status of being an equal opportunity online trading environment into the pit of yet another disappointing corporate sellout. N... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The face of death: 9 of 64
TAXIDERMY Faces of the unknown dead Mutely set their gaze upon an unknown audience Hypnotically puzzling, subjectively cold Eyes perceive as vividly as glass Windows to the long-abandoned soul Mutilation is the great forgotten art A sullen vanity that only moves in whispers The unrequited savior of youth's redeeming slaughte... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Lovers: 6 of 34
FOR AMY Madness and melancholy Woven together like the heartbeats of forsaken lovers Smiles like death upon their faces Somber and enticing, gracefully willing To crawl naked unto the pleasures of flesh Lulled sleepless by ecstasy Awake in dream states, cruel and enchanting Where beauty has no name, but loses itself in shado... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The cemetery: 5 of 28
THE DYING GARDEN There were valleys lined with withering roses Sinking into twilight like somber silhouettes Ode to the moonlight, stilled in nighttime hours Petals faltering with a calm indifference Coming into death, wilting into shades of black Row upon row of memories forlorn With flowers marking sentiments, souring with... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Warped & twisted: 4 of 20
MID-SEPTEMBER EVE An angel's scabbed and bleeding backbone Metallic implants strung together with rubber, glue and lace Thirteen rusted halos manifested in a line As the sun-bleached ruins of desert storms echo an eerie rustling Underneath the moonlight, outside the sleeping child's window This decrepit being, protagonist, i... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Time: 8 of 39
THE HOURGLASS A forgetful smile lost in the sea of mindless oblivion, familiar faces passing by and sitting still, you sit there contemplating the beauty and absurdity of it all. But there's a numbness that keeps you floating through it, turning day into night and the only thing the clocks tell are anti-time and anti-matter.... More..