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OpenStudy (anaise):

Hi

OpenStudy (miss_kitty807):

um....

OpenStudy (zale101):

I absolutely loved it! This is an awesome piece!

OpenStudy (miss_kitty807):

ooo i thought this was a question

OpenStudy (anaise):

You love this? e.e I am filled with aghast.

rebeccaxhawaii (rebeccaxhawaii):

dang this is deeper than the Mariana Trench and darker than the San Pedro de Atacama. butt it was good bb love this art

OpenStudy (zale101):

I am really into dark art ;>

OpenStudy (anaise):

Thank you :)

OpenStudy (miss_kitty807):

i loved it

OpenStudy (anaise):

Thank you too

rebeccaxhawaii (rebeccaxhawaii):

you and shad are both masters at poetry

OpenStudy (anaise):

Don't compare me to my inspiration

OpenStudy (anonymous):

Wow nice job. @Anaise

OpenStudy (scarlettfarra2000):

@Anaise I completely loved it

OpenStudy (anaise):

noticed spelling errors...rather grammar

OpenStudy (anaise):

Something written by me, a person with trust issues This was also based off a dream, so I understand...if you don't understand A fair maiden Young and obliging On her way to help those sinners Located in Aden “Kind I am, surely this is rewarded” As she departed on the island She met a few women All possessing difficulties For they were troubled, she thought Days of her trip went on and on She befriended each of them Or so she thought Then came along a young hombre Who was indeed married That certain night, they all shared a room She had to sleep on the bed with the fellow Which changed her mood Glum, to mellow She was in for her reward, as she deserved He grabbed her and kissed her in unlikely ways She screamed and pulled away Her friends sat there, and watched Taking out their devices and let the scene play through them Each time she tried to crawl to them They wouldn’t reach out She tumbled, she struggled, and she shout It wasn’t until dawn Her ire started to dawn “My smite and spite will sit in my heart forever And ne’er will I let compassion join again I have my wisdom struck away from me Now it is my hatred, that everyone will see” The irony is Was she wise in the first place? Trusting strangers, who she ne’er met? And from this point to death She will never realize She became sin herself

Atsie (atsie):

^^ wow wow wow. I'm speechless. I love this @Anaise

OpenStudy (anaise):

ty ^.^

Atsie (atsie):

of course! You are extremely talented!

OpenStudy (anaise):

I find no good in my poems or stories or anecdotes :(

Atsie (atsie):

You are positively crazy. You have a unique sense of wording when you write. I like you write. It makes one think, relate, and want to finish the poem rather than read halfway and go eat icecream.

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