[ Join Free! ]
(No Spam mail)

  • RolePlay
  • Join Us
  • Writings
  • Shoutbox
  • Community
  • Digg Mashup
  • Mp3 Search
  • Online Education
  • My Youtube
  • Ear Training
  • Funny Pics
  • nav

  • Role Play
  • Piano Music
  • Free Videos
  • Web 2.0
  • nav

    << | >>

    dots Submission Name: Dreamerdots

    Author: disturbed420
    ASL Info:    20/f/wpg
    Elite Ratio:    4.33 - 36/35/15
    Words: 223
    Class/Type: Deep Thought/Death
    Total Views: 826
    Average Vote:    No vote yet.
    Bytes: 1218

       Just a scene from one of my dreams... it was intensely beautiful, and I just had to write something about it.

    Make the font bigger!! Double Spacing Back to recent posts.


    As the rain beat down, my heart sped up to a pace it had yet to reach.
    In my bones, I felt the tingle of being watched.
    I ignored the feeling, yet my heart beat faster.
    I turned around but my eyes caught nothing.
    I stood still and listened, to hear what was lurking so freely.
    In a distance I heard the frightening cry of a bird, screaming at the wind.
    As I turned to walk to the place I had yet to discover,
    a little boy sat near a tree; singing sweet songs ever so softly.
    Unknowingly I sat next to the boy, and started singing along to the song I had never heard, but knew all the lyrics to by heart.
    When I started to sing, the boy stopped to listen.
    He looked like he would scream.
    The voice that was singing was not my own, but a low, melodic one.
    The boy then began to sing along.
    I stopped to look up at the sky, as an eerie light shone, and hands from above reached out.
    I started singing once again, and the boy joined in.
    I stood up and started to walk, and felt a small hand holding mine.
    We walked over the water, and up through the sky.
    That's when I realized I was going to die.

    Submitted on 2006-01-23 17:55:00     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
    Submissions: [ Previous ] [ Next ]

    Rate This Submission

    1: >_<
    2: I dunno...
    3: meh!
    4: Pretty cool
    5: Wow!

    ||| Comments |||
      Woah!...im speechless. I mean what do you say to that. I dont know but ill give it a try. I know it had a scary movie type theme to it but yet a gentle, elegent, sad story typ theme as well. You can tell that this poem was not written with a pencil but more-less written with your emotions.
    | Posted on 2006-01-23 00:00:00 | by SumN | [ Reply to This ]

    Think Feedback more than Compliments :: [ Guidelines ]

    1. Be honest.
    2. Try not to give only compliments.
    3. How did it make you feel?
    4. Why did it make you feel that way?
    5. Which parts?
    6. What distracted from the piece?
    7. What was unclear?
    8. What does it remind you of?
    9. How could it be improved?
    10. What would you have done differently?
    11. What was your interpretation of it?
    12. Does it feel original?


    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.




    User Name:


    [ Quick Signup ]
    [ Lost Password ]

    January 10 07
    131,497 Poems

    I have 14,000+ Subscribers on Youtube. See my Video Tutorials

    [ Angst Poetry ]
    [ Cutters ]
    [ Famous Poetry ]
    [ Poetry Scams ]

    [ Smaller ] [ Bigger ]