I want to be remembered for my writing. I am not great now. But I want to be. I will be, one day. Until then...I can wait.
...*:: My wicked laughter brings you
To fall upon your knees
Your anguish is relief to me
It is the fix that I need
I am a fiend for torture
I'm craving your demise
Now that the clock has struck
Midnight
This is the point of no return!:
...
_[S.i.N.e.R.g.Y]_
My small but awesome AP family:
AP Sister: PainOfTwig
AP Twin: RayneStormeX
AP Retarded Cousin From Down Around (Or Just Plain Old Across)the Lake: Diatribes
Some of the GREATS:
Robert Frost
T.S. Eliot
Walt Whitman
e.e. cummings
Pablo Neruda
Allen Ginsberg
William Cullen Bryant
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Charles Bukowski
Dylan Thomas
Emily Dickinson
Henry David Thoreau
Edgar Allen Poe
William Shakespeare
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Richard Brautigan
Anne Sexton.
Good Poems by aforementioned greats:
"The Road Not Taken" ~Frost
"The Waste-Land" ~Eliot
"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" `Eliot
"Christabel" ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"Leaves of Grass" ~Whitman
"Your Laughter" ~Neruda
"Howl" ~Ginsberg
"Sunflower Sutra" ~Ginsberg
"Hope Is the Thing With Feathers" ~Dickenson
"Ulysses" ~Tennyson
"All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace" ~Brautigan
"Courage" ~Sexton
"Thanatopsis" ~William Cullen Bryant
"Out of the Pit" ~Dylan Thomas
"A Supermarket in California" ~Ginsberg
"Time Enough to Rot" ~Dylan Thomas
"Death Be Not Proud" ~John Donne
- Member since August 22, 2004.
- I'm a jade dragon poet for 231 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "[no][day][but][today]".
- I am a girl from Illinois (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a crafty nerd. I love to knit and geek out..
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/f00king_nerd
- I am in the groups NIGHTWISH RULES
- I have 231 comments, 1 addline, 166 poems, 4 stories
My Poetry
My Stories
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Picture me. I’m seventeen. A skinny, pale-white boy with a beyond-the-shoulder length sheaf of hair dyed a serious shade of black. Said hair tumbles into my greenish-brown eyes
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Chapter Two
The three vampires piled into their battered black van, Twig in the driver's seat, as always, and Molochai and Nothing sprawled on a mattress in the back. This m -
Chapter One
Nothing rolled over in his sleep, his face contorted, his white, wraithlike body tangled in black silk sheets and two sets of limbs he knew as well as the Quarte
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KateMadness : Hey! on March 20, 2008I like your motto! Rent, I am guessing? Cause I am a huge fan. Thanks for the comment on my anorexia poem.
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Just waiting on October 22, 2007Hey Vanessa!!! your lucky your not here at School so boring...
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SaveTheFuture : thanx on September 21, 2007thanx for adding me as a favorite, ur poems are really rad
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GothicLolitaGracie on August 25, 2007Your poetry is amaaaaaazzzzzing. The end. ^-^
