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So yeah, so I am a writer... as they say. Wow... And you know I have been for some time now, but of course I am now only 28 years old... just how long could I have been writing for?.. Well, I will tell you, but you must first click on each of my articles,

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confused by love: 2 of 311
I am thinkingWith no particular concepts on mindOr constraints to bareI have grownCompletely bored of allMeans of entertainmentI gazeWith my thoughtsClearly and softlyIntenselyI listenThrough the soundsDeeply, Deeply in everythingI would loveIf love had a phone numberA pretty smile, and a loving touchWe would loveAgain with n... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Abstract poems: 68 of 576
It was eighty degrees today,Popular demand seemed to carryThe heat well into the evening,Everything was very quiet,Everyone seemed to be sleeping except forA lone saxophone creeping its way downThe avenue ravaged by business,At the end of its busy day,A strong cool breeze from somewhere,Seems to haunt anything it can,Startlin... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The heaviest box, a baby's memoir: 1 of 6
Boundless energy and an endless blue skyStretching on to where the highest highsAre never to far awayFor an eight year old boyTo catch a toy andPut away in a pocket for another day.This will never be over was,A thought I used to shoulder.Waiting to be eatenLike a fudgecycleIn the days of summer,My youth dripped awayLeaving me... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Time: 128 of 759
Resting below the cool watersOf a mountain streamLittle stones sleepThrough a hundred yearsOf traffic and unrelenting currentConstant punishment from mysterious debrisLeaves no stone unscathedOver this time a stones sharp edgeBegins to round off and smoothUsually the sharpest stonesAre the quickest to brakeSending its pieces ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Falling in love: 139 of 614
Your sparkle, my glumA perfect match or equal competitionWhatever.I love you.Lets just squeezeAnd sleep for hoursAnd hoursAnd hoursSleepingAnd sleepingUnder the warmSummer sunWith YouAnd your eyesFloating in and outOf my mindTouchingYouPassionatelySo hardTo stay asleep with youNext to meSleepingSoftly and softerAn angelPeacef... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On love: 302 of 1269
An early morning sunshine,Creeps above the window ledge,And onto the red carpet floor.Raising the temperature several degreesAnd sending the scent ofYou and I throughout the room,After a moment the sunReaches the tips of our toesAnd warms our feet, which,Escape from the depths of our cover.Not yet awake but loving to be aslee... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Saying goodbye: 217 of 455
Vibrant raw temperamentEngulfing objectively like anUnrefined ridiculed rubyOur extroverted eyes touchAnd playfully joust until oneSurrenders and looks awayA wave of thoughts, feelings and pleasureOut of a single magnetic glance, withOnly this feat between usCuriosity gracelessly transcendsAnd forcefully overtakesThis sentime... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Separation: 127 of 229
My bare essentialsOur exclusive relationshipRecklessnessTo forget oneUnforgivingScrewed, my motivationSinging the bluesIf I lost cigarettesMy souls would scream untilI set them freeWith a cigarette for each, thereMinds are now freeTo be nicotine freeTo do what they please.But My pack is empty,Like my ambition,It reminds me to... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Relationships: 262 of 451
You like to sound scaryI laugh, on accidentNothing can scare me anymoreNo attitude, no phrase or thoughtCould cower my stanceI dig your styleInside your mindOutside your heartYou have amazing eyesAs you give me that lookAre you afraid?I'm not.No complex wordNo complex thought, can say,In this life, what I want More..
Society & Lifestyle > Personal Morals & Values Your definition of happiness: 96 of 159
I think... I'm happy. Wait. Yep, totally! Or is that, it is... shoot.There is a part in the movie Anchorman, where "Ron Burgandy" and his friends are enjoying a laugh and Ron just goes on talking about how they will someday remember this and look back and laugh and so on. Basically it totally kills the laugh and they're all p... More..