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  • Scarlett Outlaw (11/15/2012 8:48:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Love is really annoying...
    sometimes you like someone, they don't like you
    you think that you will never have a chance with them,
    like me - a guy I like... will never like me...

    he is funny, sweet and kind.
    he tells me a lot of things that he doesnt tell anyone else.
    Me?I do the same to him - I tell him things... things I cannot tell anyone else...

    what can you do with love?Stick it somewhere deep inside your heart...

  • Leonardo David Tay (11/5/2012 3:53:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    Saw this on my teacher's desktop:
    " Love is like a rubber band stretched by two different fingers on both ends. When one leaves, the other hurts."

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    • Riffat Samad (12/3/2012 4:50:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      Because any relationship develops on mutual trust. If any one breaks the trust then the other one hurts.

  • Tony Travinci (11/5/2012 2:05:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Love is a fire it can either grow, diminish and even end and it can also rekindle

  • Martha Ikiring (10/29/2012 4:24:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    hey poem hunter funs, here is a quote " your touch, a cool caress soaking every fibre in my skin. the love i fell for your is beyond the raging flames of an inferno.'

  • Ruby Honeytip (10/26/2012 7:13:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    This is my newest poem. It's about the feelings a beautiful woman can pull from a man........

    Muse
    She is draped over a chair,  
    Artfully fashioned
    Like a fine piece 
    Of silk.
    He imagines that her softness 
    Would sweetly mould into
    His hands
    Like ripe fruit.
    She stays still and silent,  
    Letting him consume her
    With his hungry eyes.
    He drinks her in,  
    The fullness of her breast,  
    The gentle curve of her hip
    And the honeyed tones of her
    Naked skin.
    Her natural beauty
    Has him mesmerised....
    Lips apart,  
    Heart pounding,  
    Motionless.
    He feels the heat of creation rise in him
    And with power and purpose,  
    His eyes break contact as
    He touches
    His brush
    To the canvas. 
    Ruby Honeytip

  • Dragon Crenshaw (10/19/2012 9:39:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    The guy I thought i loved actually loved me not.
    I thought that love would be easier to find,
    But it is not.
    I'm in a maze,
    like a mouse,
    cant find my way out.
    do i have to shout for help,
    or do i just ask
    confused and mad,
    lost and dead.
    please help,
    i in need of some help
    my heart cant take another " we're through"
    and i want to scream and shout
    that i want out
    but my voice is silenced by yours

  • Conna Rice (10/5/2012 6:07:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    Hello I'm new to writteing and iv posted 4 of my best work on here and one of them is for my girl friend Emily I was just wondering if someone could read it and give me a little advise on how to improve in any way?I would be really grateful

  • Michelle Mccann (10/5/2012 3:05:00 PM) Post reply Stage

    You were my love of my life you were my soul mate my best freiand you said you would always be there i belived the words you told me i shared my thoughts with you i.put my trust in you i thought we were for life till the day you walket out my life without a word you left me with my heart broking i never thought i would be the same again or trust again it took years till i did but i will always hold it close to my heart the hurt you put me through x

  • Ruby Honeytip (10/1/2012 5:24:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    Left Behind
    Here he comes!  
    Beautiful....
    Her heart beats faster.
    She hears his voice
    And lets it drip through her awareness
    Like warm honey.
    She feels sparkles of electricity
    As he passes behind her.
    Her skin prickles,  
    She shivers.
    Her softness peaks,  
    Her spirits lift....
    But only for this frozen instant,  
    And they fall as he strides away.
    She does not turn around to face him
    Because, in the depths of him,  
    She senses a deep abiding disinterest.
    Oh how she is mistaken...
    He walks away
    Clenching his fists,  
    Inhaling the last of her perfume,  
    And thinking only of her. 
    Ruby Honeytip

  • Rebecca Dalmaso (9/28/2012 3:44:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    How sad it is that we are estranged
    I expect you find me broken and deranged
    How sad it is you are owned by your fear
    Searching the world for what is so near
    How sad it is our time is the past
    Nurture your courage and make it grow fast
    How sad it is our ignorance of fate
    Souls incomplete and left in this state
    How sad it is i was left with no voice
    Two beating hearts that must live with your choice

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