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The Night WarriorsA Poem by Eleanor DeVillethe smell of death hung heavy in the air amongst the corpses the warriors stood victorious their swords stained with blood their leader called .. |
World of s**tA Poem by TurambarNote: Its not a poem but rant isn't an option for type so please forgive. |
NightmareA Poem by Suavis_Umbra"The night is to come and," |
Fight For Your DreamsA Poem by Nemesis GShattered dreams and lost hopes Come closer it tries to coax, Skeletal hands and hollow eyes, Here you will find no allies, The darknes.. |
The Source And the SacrificeA Book by Heartie23Mackenzie discovers her life is made of lies and uncovers a whole new world where she is adored because she fufils 'the' legacy. But with all the pres.. |
HonorificabilitudinitatibusA Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldThe ones that seek honours they have not earned. |
Touch Elder's FeetA Poem by Shivam MurariThe poem takes on and discusses the blind following of old traditions being considered as good and the belief that youth is spoiled. |
Im DunkelnA Story by JoshThe reflections of a sailor and incidents witnessed aboard the sailing vessel of the St.Carlena |
Honour SpeaksA Poem by Sam Chuck RobertySurviving on the fringes of civilizationMy aura fades even as i speakLost , Forgotten and AbandonedNot me,At any cost, its success which man seeksSyno.. |
Sakura Blossom (or Death of a Samurai)A Story by Nyida StrongThe inspiration was a nightmare. I use several Japanese words that may not be familiar to you, so here's a glossary. Hakama- men's kimono trousers. Wa.. |
Those Who FightA Poem by LandredListen then, these are the spells, and I will see your magic extended an inferno produced from the palm of your hands, and then they stand and t.. |
I Wanna Know What Love IsA Poem by Troy HensonI want You To Show Me |
ShadowsA Story by yttehs1Write a descriptive passage entitled Shadows. In your writing bring out a sense of mystery and suspense. |
Tommy Got BackA Poem by LeighWalking in the shadow Is a Tommy who got back He's got snuffed out eyes He's still under attack He'll scurry on by In the dead of the.. |
The Dilemma of a MedicA Poem by lashane coorayThrough the roiled dirt I trudge,Bearing life, bearing hope,For weary souls brought down in vain,Their time ahead both cruel and tainted.Through the m.. |