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This is Milly and Tamuya when they first met.

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My Eyes Have Been Thirsting For wewe

posted by harold

This is a poem I wrote today, 7 May 2008. Feedback/analysis is welcome.

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My eyes have been thirsting for you
These long lonely years
My ears have strained to hear your voice
The boy's enthusiasm for his lover
Has not sagged but rather swelled
With deprivation

Memory paints you
Perfect in wit, charm
Desire

Today I saw wewe briefly, from afar
I had to avert my eyes
Lest I be consumed
My ears heard your distant laughter
Through all the other noise
In that crowded place

I know that memory lies
But still I shivered
With longing and remorse

Today I also heard of the other man
Now in your life
Somewhere...

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A Selection of Seven (Still) Amateur Poems

posted by Cinders

So one may au may not recall that a few months ago, I ilitumwa link that I wrote in my high school years and my freshman mwaka of college. The purpose of this was to compare it to the work I was required to do in my poetry class (a pre-req for the creative uandishi track of the English major). Since I recently discovered that I was accepted to the track (yay for me!), I decided it was time to post the results of that poetry class to compare to my other poems.

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sapling

fingers curl like dead leaves and grip a
fleshy branch which tickles

lines of stories etched in arching
looping whorls rub against...

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Chapter 2

posted by Edward901

Rulers of Darkness

Hunting. The best word in a vampire's vocabulary.
    “Ready?” Abby asked me expectantly.
    “Ready.”
    Our eyes dilated and all of our senses were down. I crouched low,listening, the world no longer had any secrets. Wind rustled leaves, a storm was coming in a couple of days. A deer grazed peacefully, not what I wanted. Abby attacked a grizzly. Nope. Finally, I heard it. A pack of gray wolves.
    Wolves were my inayopendelewa drink. They always hunted in a pack, a canine family. Something that...

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My First Chapter

posted by Edward901

this is part of my book that i wrote... tell me how it is...

Rulers of Darkness

I sat there, watching, waiting, listening for the sound of Abigail calling me. She didn't, she just stood outside my door letting me cool off.
I smiled, I'd wait for her to decide to talk to me, patience was one of my best abilities. Of course, I had to learn patience while others were sekunde nature, but time had perfected it.
Abby waited, but her toes tapped impatiently on the other side of the door. I heard her sigh and knew I had won.
An involuntary victory smile formed on my face as the door knob turned....

3

Automation: A Short Story

posted by Cinders

Preface: I wrote this in tenth grade, when I was sixteen. So it was about four years ago... Comparing it to link which was written four weeks ago, it's interesting to see the changes in those four years. I would upendo to discuss that. I've updated it for Fanpop, editing and tweaking it from the original which can be found link.

It was probably nothing different to little Ellen, munching ever so innocently on a good-tasting set of keys in the corner, surrounded kwa blocks and the spilt contents of her poor mother’s purse. Mrs. Shaw had neglected to put the mfuko wa fedha, mfuko out of her dear child’s...

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* Sad poem, suicide, upendo

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This a video i found on Youtube and I thought it was a good video for the spot Video made by:"xsunnychristinax" on Youtube

video

muziki

upendo

death

classical

sad

suicide

cry

tears

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The Choice

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4 Friends, 4 Season's, 4 Love's, and 4 Stories!

posted by ggseason8

Hello,

My name is morgan Brooke Smith, I'm a fiction writer, well I like to think of myself as that. I upendo to write, but not real things, fiction things, they can have some sort of realistic fortune behind them, but they arn't real. I'm a freshman in college. I have 2 brothers and 1 sister. So there's my background check. But here is what my stories are about.

There is 4 seasons, 4 elements, and plenty of other things that come in 4's. One of those are, The Flirty Four. They've been Marafiki since they we're born, au at least that is their first memory.
Summer- She's about 5', blonde hair blue...

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Song au Poem?

posted by ggseason8

I'm tired of being your booty call, the one wewe call when no one cares. I'm tired of feeling the way I feel, so I'm going to take my self out of the game and watch from the sidelines, cause whats the point in playing the game if your gonna loose like I do. I'll always be here to cheer wewe on, I'll even shed tear just because your gone. Inside I'm hurting and I know wewe are too, I'm sorry it had to end this way, but maybe in another life we could play the same game and win everytime, but for now all I'm going to say is bye, I'll see wewe inayofuata time.

HELP!! I don't know what to classify this as, a song au a poem!!

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For Mostly Worse: Chapter 1

posted by niceapril

Two months had passed and already, I was starting to see the other side of Bradley. He had proposed to me on my 26th birthday in a posh restaurant in Swindon. After talking to him on a dating site and meeting him at the London Eye, I fell in upendo with him instantly. We loved the same things. Emmerdale, Chris Brown and garlic bread. All that was going through my head was "This is fate!"
And things went well for a while after the wedding and the honeymoon, but then he stopped being himself au he was starting to be himself.
"ANDREA! Get in here, now!" I heard Bradley shout of me. I scurried into...

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Secret Within Chapter 2

posted by Edward901

Kyra awoke to a loud bang at the door. She grabbed a hair tie right beside her bed. While she struggled to put her thick knotted hair into a bun there was another knock.
“ I’m coming!”
When she opened the door, her best friend Marie stood glaring at Phoenix, a new addition to her wide-and to some unbearable-group of friends. Phoenix stood with her hand in a fist towards Marie ready to swing at any time.
“One swali Kyra, why is she here!” Marie asked pointing to Phoenix.
“I should ask wewe the same thing twinkle toes!” Phoenix retorted....

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Secret Within Chapter 1

posted by Edward901

The huntress ran hurriedly into the shadows under the moonlight in the country Andrexa, fearful the king might have seen her with the prince again. After all, he was engaged to another woman. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t hear someone behind her.
“Kyra.”
Kyra turned around stealthily, her long, black hair never leaving her shoulders. As she turned, she grabbed her bow from her shoulder and an arrow from her quiver in an easy, practiced motion.
Once her arrow was fitted to her bow, Kyra spun around so fast that her hair slapped her face...

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Untitled

posted by WritersMelody

She signed the note and placed it on her pillow. Everything was in order at last. Her room was cleaner than it had been in years. She had subtly alisema her good-byes and she had written the obligatory note explaining her actions. The girl smiled sadly as she glanced around the room, her eyes coming to rest on the teddy kubeba that had slept kwa her side when she was younger.

Memories of happier days flooded her mind. Tears filled her eyes as scenes starring a radiant, untainted, younger version of herself played in her head. All that was gone now. The little girl her parents had been so proud of,...

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unnamed, HELP ME NAME IT!!!

posted by Edward901

There she stood with her fallen husband's sword in her hand. Her eyes blazed as she swung at the men, her moyo only in the fight. She watched it, the death of her husband, she heard the the man that took his last breath away from him shout proudly, “Men! The general is dead!”
Ha! He'd be dead before too long. He'd feel the pain of the general's children, he's see the anger of General Martin's widow! No longer would that man walk with pride, no longer would he laugh with his friends. He'd be as still as Martin, forever in an unpeaceful sleep that he made for himself kwa the shed blood of...

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Three Poems kwa Cinders

posted by Cinders

Maybe It's Me

time is time is time is
it me?
i met
an item
far off in space
but it was not alien
not to me

mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe ask a question?
mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe it's me

is
it me?

i once met a baby minute
who grew into an hour
and before i knew it
it was a century

mite i--
i mean, might i
maybe ask a question?

ever stop and wonder
whether time created us
or we created time?

A Pirate's Life For Me

So I got good grades
And I went to college
Thought of finding a nice guy
And settling down
And getting a job to pay the bills
So I conformed

But what I really want
Is to win the lottery
And songesha to Florida where...

5

thE enD

posted by Edward901

here's another thing that i'm writing. it's not much and i might just keep it, but wewe never know where imagination takes you.

The Start Has Ended, The End Has Only Started
I'm not too sure how it felt. One dakika I was in pain, and the inayofuata I was floating. The moyo monitor stopped except for the beep that told them my moyo had stopped. Nurses ran into my room, my mom started crying on Dad's shoulder. One nurse tried to comfort my parents, for the last three days I'd had many close calls.
None of it really mattered to me, I was free! Free from...

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A Linguaphile's Plea To The Public

posted by Cinders

I am sorry if this comes off as rude, arrogant, au snobbish in anyway, but I feel it needs to be said, and as a writer, as a linguaphile, I feel it is my duty to say it.

I have compiled a orodha of things that I am tired of seeing in writers of any kind, but particularly young writers. It is not aimed au directed at any one person, so no one should be offended. It is also not aimed at solely the fanpop community, but all those on the Interwebs who take up the pen (or in this siku and age, the keyboard). It is a sweeping generalization, but if wewe feel wewe are guilty of one au all of the following...

3

my life as a poet

posted by fanpire101

i have always been good at writing, its my natural strength and my teachers had praised me for it, but one type of uandishi i had never thought much about was poetry, it was "boring" then alittle over a mwaka zamani my local maktaba had a poetry contest for teens and i decided to enter....didn't win, but that first sparked my upendo of uandishi poetry. i cannot just sit down at a bila mpangilio moment and start writing, if i do wat i produce is boring and dry, i can only write when i currently have a strong emotion about something, for example i often write after i have listened to music, watched movies, or...

5

On The Run

posted by mmmtasty

I found this in some old files on my computer. I think I wrote it about two au three years ago. Hell I'm bored so I thought I'd just post it and see what anyone thinks...

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Back home, big burly men that look like lumberjacks are not allowed inside my fathers house, hell they aren’t allowed near me. But as I sat there in the beat up, rusty pickup truck- which I think might have been a shade of blue at one point-I couldn’t help liking the overly large man who was giving Wicca and I a ride. He’d been the only person at a small diner that had had a trailer with him. And, even though...

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Elena: Chapter1 and 2

posted by musiclover57

Chapter One

Realization

I lay there waiting for the realization to kick in. I thought, this can't be happing, at least not to me. I had always been a self centered person, never , even in preschool would I share my toys. I always got my way no matter what, because my parents had such great connections. But thats over now, they're dead.

I am waiting for my friend, Maria to come pick me up. I think I will crash at her place for a while, till I figure out what is going to happen to me. I bet wewe didn't know this but she has the cutest older brother,...