Plunging into paper
Slowly,
The world spins at a blur
When slumber is your master,
What you can do is purr.
Rub up against the mattress
Where all wonders do proceed
That which drives the soul to action
And ideas have a seed
Inadequate attention causes
Thunder
Stress,and
Wrath.
...
I can see why people are depressed. I can see why sadness is a trait worth keeping. It's a powerful sensation and supplies a infinite amount of emotion to inspire and invoke one's creativity. I've learned from many English class discussions, as well as the books I've read over th...
"Darn." Her ticket read "61A," which meant it was a window seat. Tanya hated window seats. When she arrived at her section in the Economy class, she observed that 2 elderly Asian people sat next to her. The reason she hated the window seat, was because 1) it would always require ...
Nowadays, society and communication, at least on an authentic level, have completely deteriorated. Sure, the introduction of the internet has given people a new way to talk to each other, via Email, chat, etc. but in my opinion, it's destroying something very important.
The voice of a person ...
Never in my life have I heard a voice as mystical as Joanna Newsom's. Blending harp, piano, and other lovely instruments with her heavenly voice, she creates beautiful and completely unique sounds. If you're tired of the same ol' pop, R&B, or rock songs, here's your chance to delve into the realm of...
There's no feeling
There's no cyst
Just this feeling in my wrist
A soreness, illness, hindrance,
That makes me want to clench my fist
They say it's lack of vitamins
They say it's cuz I fractured it
But I did nothing that had risk
It makes me feel a little pissed.
I...
My sister passed on a certain piece of advice to me. Well, not so much as a piece of advice, but more of a saying to consider when making life decisions.
"It doesn’t convince me."
As bourgeois as that may sound, it proves to be extremely relevant to many things.
In my case, the...
Dad? What are you doing?
You look so scary now.
Dad? What are you doing?
You approach me like a predator.
An animal stalking its prey
Snarling, smacking his lips
You're really starting to startle me
Daddy?
What?
...
Oh my god. What have you done? What have you done?
...
Is it the hormones? Or is there just something wrong with me?
I don't know much about this from a MAN's point of view, but it seems to me that our emotions always get the best of us, especially in the stages of adolescence.
Come on! We all know what it feels like.
For absolute...
I was clutching the note inside my palms.
The grip grew tighter as the moment arose.
He was heading towards me now.
Oh my lord. Lordy lord.
He looked at me.
The felt the sweat inside my hand seeped into the paper.
'I hope it's not damp. That's gross.'
I needed to g...
You can try all you want
It won't matter
It will always be unoriginal.
That scarf you bought?
I saw it in the other shop
For cheaper.
That doesn't count
It's like saying you went to France
When all you saw was the Eifel Tower.
No, you don't know what I mean
No, ...
When I told you I was sorry
Did you really take it in?
Did you ears somehow fail you?
Or the thickness of your skin?
Take my humble gesture
I know you're better than this.
Instead you slam the door on me
I just don't get the gist.
It's been 9 months since we've spo...
CANDY AWARENESS
EXT. OF A SHADY ALLEY WAY NEAR A DENSLY POPULATED NIGHT CLUB
A friendly voice starts to narrate the scene. The voice is of an English man, perhaps from his mid 20s to mid 30s.
NARRATOR
Martin, a promising young lad is the protagonist of our story.
He is captain of the footb...
I'm in a crude mood
I'm warning you
Get the hell out of my way.
I'll apologise for the attitude
But right now
Go away!
In attempt to sooth my fury
I'll venture deep inside
The darkest gothic realms
Of my own interior design.
Of my mind
My head
My body
Which ...
Like Neruda,
I'd like to have revolutionary thoughts
Like Lorca,
I'd like to create strong characters and plot.
Like Poe,
I'd like to describe a man who cannot stop.
But most of all
I'd like to write things
That belong to others, not....
I saw you in the hallway
I didn't know what to say
It's been a really long time
I miss you.
The trees have turned a lovely shade
Of orange, yellow
Is it May?
My mind shifts back and forth
I don't know what to do.
Has it really been a year?
Since we've both disap...
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