Locker 138
Short Story About School Locker 138 is the place where I met the best girlfriend I ever had and where I broke up with her. It’s also where I made about $300 off of...
Tagged: past
Dirty Window
Poem Through dirty windows I can see the mountain full of golden days, the days of friendship close to me, when we cared not of yesterday, when everything was greener, shining, and we believed...
Happily Ever After
He keeps all his photos, and looks through them regularly. She’d never said so, but to herself she admits that of course it bothers her. In fact, how could he not see that it...
Coat My Skin in Ash
Inspiring Poem Ashes rise and fall filling the sky with nothing but specs of black. The air choked with memories of the past, things that marked who we were now floating bits and...
Perpetual Agony
Poem Dragging through perpetual agony I crave for that familiar feel Surfing through the layers I dip into the marsh mellow cake Sparkling in the depths Are those ever expressive eyes I plunge...
Are You Ready for the Day
Love Poems I cannot rule your destiny, not even mine, I cannot give you hope, it’s so divine, I cannot make your dreams come true, forgive, I wish I could… but life is...
Forgotten Memories
Poem About Identity Silent echoes of forgotten memories Wake me in very deep, sound dreams Take me back to songs of emotions Take me far into penetrating reveries What makes me who I...
The Present Past
Life Poetry The baguette shaped scar on my finger reminds me of a time when I still believed in magic When I thought I was the reincarnation of a pharaoh’s wife When I used...
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Poem Yesterday was cold and dark and you were little, very small almost feeling like a tiny ant on the edge, ready to fall? Today you are getting stronger, as you step and...
Life Amassed
Poem Dreaming in gold, radiant and bright Mind drifting like a gentle kite Laying in a sunbeam slumber A simple treasure Swimming in umber Ocean of yesterdays, to and fro Left on the wayside...
Recall The Future
Life Poem Day after day I get closer to the end. Got nothing else to say, silence is my name, the future is my past. I’ve seen it all last: Love and Hate, Family...
