Search results

but it totally contradicts the rest of the poem!!!! well i suppose its up to you...but you've said you would do anything for the person, the cliche ending would be that you would go to hell for them aswell. I guess it just depends if you want to be cliche... Anyway..i think its really sweet...

awwwwwww bless. so much for christian compassion....*shrugs* sounds like ur better off

The point is that i dont no which path i will choose. I dont have to choose yet, but i know that i will have to soon.

i like how you are hiding in a closet. Because usually its the monsters in the closet and not the person. I hope your friend sees how stupid he is being :D

My journey Birds fly off to the winter sun, Musicians play their tunes, Sirens sound throughout the night, And my own leaving looms Ahead of me, and yet my path Is still unknown to me. I have no way of knowing, How good my life might be. Which path to take to lead me on, So...

hey im liking this actually, its a good kinda plot and i want to know about the fish...even if it is a bit random. lol i mean that in a good way. ok now the bit where i pull it apart and give hints to what a reader thinks :D u got 2 'fell' in the first section, you could change the second...

but would you class 'wreathed' as old english?? im not sure about it. it sounds a bit oldie. cloaked might be better?? wreathed just makes me think of christmas :D ahhhhh christmas:D

I no that i posted the poem, but seeing as it isnt mine, i think im allowed to show my views on the poem too. ok 1. wheres the punctuation? in the whole peice i only see one comma and thats it?!? number 2. its not very long, and there isnt any description at all. does anyone else find...

A friend of mine asked for me to post his poem on here so he could see what other people thought of his poem. So this is his poem, exactly, i havnt changed anything. All replies welcome, good or bad. Estranged I'm at he door Don't push me through I'll make it on my own In the middle...

im guessing your trying to give the reader info about this world you have created. but do you have to give it all at once. maybe you could space it throughout the story and give the reader some time to soak up all the facts rather than throwing it all at them and hoping they remember it. It...

when hes looking at the walls and the colours through the darkness, i just thought it was night time so he couldn't see the colours. But then when he gets up and turns of the light i got confused :confused: I thought it was guy to be honest, it sound like a guy that doesnt really care that...

i read this in maths class and everyone asked me afterwards why i was so depressed just dont tell my teacher hehehe:p its so sad it made me want to cry. but i really want to know at least a little about the book, thought not the whole thing. maybe she could show luke the starting couple...

what happens next???:) i want to know now i cant stand the suspense :eek: hehehe

thanks you guys. i've never got so many remarks on such a small peice before :D I have to say that the 'wet nose' sentence is a bit obvious, as everyone says dogs have wet noses etc. I don't quite see manatherindrell's problem with this word. I wrote it in to imply that the wolf has...

When the guy in cape says 'shouldn't you be looking for Evan?' for some reason it makes me think perhaps they are both looking for Evan, as in who will find him first. Has Evan or Jhonathon killed the person in the cape?? Obviously these are just my random thoughts and are probly totally bonkers...

For some reason my favourite way of writing is small with no conversation. does anyone else prefer this way?? and would you call this a poem?? im a lil bit confused. Also any type of feedback, good or bad, coz im only a beginner... The wolf The wolf slunk through the darkness like a fish...

MEEEEE *waves madly* I WANNA SEE THE NEXT BIT

i have my own collection of books in my room and my dad keeps telling me i shoudl throw some away but i tell him to do the same thing and he shuts up. he has way more than me. i keep all of mine unless i grow out of them. i recently had a huge blitz on them and nearly broke my heart. but i...

so can you write anything?? can it be lots of little stories that have nothing to do with each other or does it have to be one big story???? it sounds quite good...think i might have a go

I collapsed onto my bed once I reached my flat. Pulling the duvet over my head I tried, vainly to block out her screams, as the car swerved, all those months ago. The smell of her perfume lingered in my nose. The repugnant echo of the smell I had once cherished. No miracle spray would ever clear...