Of A Girl |
Sad little broken shards of a girl struggles with the dirty little needs wriggling around in her brain. Choking sobs release the pain, letting it escape to ears uncaring. ...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 04:16:00 GMT |
The Gardener |
A delicate rose among weeds&
her splendor hidden by their excessiveness&
she is plucked by a Hand,
Strong and Steady&
and placed in a vase.
Cared for patiently,
her growth guided by that Hand
so M...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Sep 2008 04:53:00 GMT |
an as yet untitled poem |
Laying together in warm darkness,
each quietly contributing the necessary notes
to compose a symphony of sighs.
Hands roam through the mist rising from their bodies,
fingers dancing rhythmically alo...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 05:21:00 GMT |
a little play... |
Little Red Riding Hood Tells All:
A twist on the classic fairy tale
Cast List
Janet (little red riding hood) ~ 12 years old, bratty, annoyed with her cutesy little girl image. Costume consists of blac...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jun 2008 04:49:00 GMT |
randomness |
There comes a time in every person's life when they realize just how full of rules the world is and just how unbending those rules are for those society rejects. They see those with fair skin, soft ha...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jun 2008 03:40:00 GMT |
What's the Part of You That No One Sees? |
http://www.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnoo...Deep down, what are you really like? This quiz unlocks the true part of yourself.
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 17:41:00 GMT |
yet another poem |
Just another poem that was floating through my head...let me know what y'all think.
Dreaming
I wish that I could believe my dreams, and expect them to come true...
for what I dream and ...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 16:26:00 GMT |
Unusual troll scenes |
CALLING ALL THOSE WHO HAVE EVER RECEIVED PM'S FROM TROLLS!!!
I am looking for comments from you all sharing the most unusual rp scenes sent to you by trolls. i'm not talking about the basic boss/secr...
Posted by on Fri, 09 May 2008 14:03:00 GMT |
untitled poem... |
Wind whistles.
Trees dance.
Moon shimmers,
In a trance,
I sit and listen
to the silence swirling
all around me.
Eyes close.
Darkness is bright.
I'm clinging fast
to the ending ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 04:33:00 GMT |
untitled new poem |
Empty sentiments drip from a silver-dipped tongue,
stroking and caressing a longing heart.
Silent screams reverberate in an aching mind,
drifting back and forth and seeking escape.
The embraces of...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 17:12:00 GMT |
