After being torn from his family by the Cuabone Empire as part of the devshirme tax, Mateo Dooley works his way through life training to become a janissary, but also unraveling the jarring mysteries of his realm and the magic that cannot limit him.

I'm not sure what this song is about; it's basically about learning things for yourself and not just accepting "tradition and authority".

Jadwiga Kimball, daughter of a famed actor and model, joins an underground team searching for freedom of 3 races suppressed by humans olastrons, hadus, plumeriae. When her band leader is killed, the matter becomes more personal than she imagined.

A teenaged girl, believing herself to be on the brink of insanity, submits herself to her mind's will. But, when she awakes, she's startled to realize that she's quite sane, and must perform extraordinary tasks to return to her home. COMPLETED.

BOOK EIGHT. After the end of the war, Ket Thompson has a lot to work through, including: Anthro Jonat vs. William Birch II, living a normal life the truth being revealed, and, most of all, the unbearable guilt he carries everywhere. COMPLETED.

Which choice is harder: being in love and being denied as a human, or denying true love and being allowed to keep living? Thousand of people across the globe are making that decision right now.

I am now refusing to summarize poems, for that is impossible. The point of a poem is to interpret it ON YOUR OWN.

BOOK SEVEN. Through heartbreak, trials, tribulations, trauma, and tempers, Ket Thompson still houses the determination to destroy all Manumokind. But when faced by the inevitable, will he be able to make his decision? Or will it be made for him? COMPLETED

BOOK SIX. Things are getting worse: the Miringa are declining. Random people are slaughtered. Ket is training to learn how to kill. Sorena is praying for the gods' forgiveness. The tension between the two people must end somehow, but who'll strike first?

A poem inspired by Salvador Dalí's painting by the very same name, Girl in the Window Muchacha en la ventana. It was an assignment for my Spanish class, and unfortunately I lost the original version in Spanish but this is the English.

After many long years, the tension between the cities of Festrin and Galaheen has finally snapped. Follow the lives of Festrinite Lionel Smithson and Galaheenian Rhea Silver as they cope with the onset of war and are slowly ripped apart.

Be yourself don't let anyone control you.

This poem is about hating someone you're in love with.

A poem about opportunities.

ONESHOT. Through the help of a classmate, Luella Blank who curses her ancestors for such a horrid surname finds herself in the midst of a war in a foreign world, completing her fate without knowing what it is.

Ignorance is bliss. Human beings would rather be hidden in darkness than aware of what their species truly does.

Ehh...not sure about the topic. I think it's about someone wanting to end their life, but then something happens that makes them realize how muc h they really had.

An amusing haiku that my friend wrote for me. NOT MY OWN WORK, AND I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR IT.

BOOK FIVE. Jeri Lackey reveals her horrific past, and another one is delved into. Meanwhile, Ket must return to Renaruga to amend for a mistake he made and to prevent others from happening. COMPLETED.

People are shadows in your life until you get to know them. Then they become your world. However, there's a high chance that my world will shatter.

It's funny how the thing that scares humans the most is something they invented themselves. Frankensteinesque heavy hints of it.

Don't you hate it when a peer only acts as though you exist during classtime? Yeah me too. Note: 211, edited the typo

BOOK FOUR.Ket Thompson lives between his two homes, trying to find closure from his father's death. In Renaruga, he makes an unforgiveable mistake, and Anthro's past is delved into. A shocking secret is unearthed, one that should have never been COMPLETED

BOOK THREE. Ket Thompson has made a new vow: to personally destroy the Manumo race. But the question is, WHY? Because he has blundered, and that has resulted in devastating things and that is the only way he could even slightly forgive himself. COMPLETED

I wrote this in 8th grade and forget what it was meant to be about. However, I think it's about a love that was broken off but still runs strong.

About how, sometimes, you have a friend who seems a little bit more in need of hugs than the others, a little bit more in need of soft words than others. It's about how I feel towards said friend and how I noticed this and will help them no matter what.

I wrote 3 poems about whether or not things can really symbolize true life. This is poem three.

I wrote 3 poems about whether or not things can really symbolize true life. This is poem one.

I wrote 3 poems about whether or not things can really symbolize true life. This is poem two.

I wrote this about 3 years ago and recently rediscovered it. It's one of those poems about the consequences of owning a gun and not locking it up properly.

Falling in love doesn't begin to falling in love with others. It begins with falling in love with ourselves.

I used to adamently believe that humans were fundamentally good. With one statement, a girl I don't even know changed my views completely.

It's never easy to face death. People only act brave in the books and the movies. In real life, you feel anger, disappointment, depression, sadness...anything and everything but bravery. WARNING: This is about the death of my friend's teacher, whom she li

A heart healed but never restoredThere is no love in those not forewarned. Based SLIGHTLY after a situation in a book I'm reading for English class. I like delving into the natures of characters, and so I found this character's past intriguing, thus I pro

Even as a young kitten, Lefty has had her share fair of wild adventures, such being forgotten in the old house when her owners move, surviving a fire, and getting lost several times. But all these are nothing compared to her REAL adventure: the one about

Just a song, I suppose, about time.

Hard to describe, exactly...Except that there's a person whose life was not wanted, so their future must never be.

Today's children will be tomorrow's elders. As a teenager, I fall somewhere in between, where I must take on both roles: I must teach the children and learn from the elders. I must be today's hope and I must hone tomorrow's hope.

(Pretty much in the category as "Speak for Me" and "Next Day Through"...related to those, I mean.) One day, the narrator will pluck up the courage to ask the injustice-performer WHY. Until then, all she can do is hope.

Kind of related to my poem "Speak for Me" (I wrote this and another poem all in a row). It's about how, even though the danger has passed, it's still looming there in the shadows, wondering if it could strike again.

An injustice was down; should the victim speak up, or stay quiet and let the cold, furious silence talk?

BOOK TWO. After discovering the devasting truth of his origins, Ket Thompson must battle the evil within him to help his father and companions Disturbing dreams stop Ket from focusing properly on the task ahead, causing havoc around him. COMPLETED.

Take alchemy, superstrength, two best friends, and villainous substitute teachers - put them all together and you've got "Sunshine Arachnid! A TV series I'm working on with my friend. May or may not be posted on YouTube.

It's about this metaphorical thing, "the Mask", that covers you until you take it off. It's then that you realize...you just "realize" the world and that it's you who will make the decisions in your life, not anybody else. That's what this poem tries to c

The other day, I realized that not many people have written a poem simply about a good, healthy, romantic relationship, so I attempted one.

(It's not one of my bests, I know, but I tried.) The basic idea is that you don't need to conform to the expectations of society to be unique or pretty.

The essence of a trilogy I wrote condensed into a one shot. The leader of the wildprancer race, Starwisher, obsesses over the loss of her brother at a young age, going to drastic mesures to try to ressurect him.

A poem about how people are now tending to shy away from the truth. I've marked the Secondary genre as "tragedy" because I find this situation to be quite tragic.

A song-slash-poem about a friend who used to be the pretty girl who got most of the things she wanted, but she was truly never happy. It's hard to explain, but if one has seen this situation it's easy to understand.

One stormy night, Kyara Thompson found a baby in a wicker basket on the beach. She gladly takes him in as her own, ignoring villagers' timid warnings. But, as usual, nothing is as it seems...COMPLETED.

Just a little poem I wrote; kind of a thank you to my friends for always sticking by me.

A song about a person who had a bad and difficult past and now they're going to try to fix everything.

Hmm. I honestly don't know what it's about, but I think it might be one of my best songs. I have a (consistent) tune and everything. (What I mean by consistent is that I don't change every time I sing >.

It's about a friend you love not accepting help when you know you could save them from whatever terrible position they're in.

I don't really know what it's about. I didn't have anything particular in mind, so yeah. It's okay.

I don't know what it's about, really, so don't ask me. I wrote it on a whim, I guess. It's kind of about being unwilling to forgive someone who's hurt you incredibly.

Triniyar Sudrin, a boy who thought he had lost everything, is suddenly plunged into the chaotic truth where he finds out that he is the world's only hope for very specific reasons. He must find the legendary Nelsring and destroy the evil Fangslayer. DONE.

I don't really know what this is about. I leave it up for you, the reader and (hopefully) the reviewer, to decide. I like it, but maybe you don't. I wrote it on a whim, I suppose. Hmmm...but I DO wish to form a band...if only I was musically talented...

I wrote a quartet of poems to describe a world I created. This world knows naught of freedom, and only of strife, grief, and tears. Love is for the foolish. Here is poem four.

I wrote a quartet of poems to describe a world I created. This world knows naught of freedom, and only of strife, grief, and tears. Love is for the foolish. Here is poem three.

I wrote a quartet of poems to describe a world I created. This world knows naught of freedom, and only of strife, grief, and tears. Love is for the foolish. Here is poem two.

I wrote a quartet of poems to describe a world I created. This world knows naught of freedom, and only of strife, grief, and tears. Love is for the foolish. Here is poem one.

"Walk with me, you blatant fool,/Along with the weathered soldiers./An endless march, an army of defeat/Forever taunting, teasing,/Waiting for the destruction of you, and of me." I think that this would do well as a song if I could fit music to it...

Oh, how can I describe this? It's a cute little poem about, you know, being lucky and having little charms. I quite like it it's vair vair cute. Too bad I didn't wear one of those necklaces for tryouts for my school play ... mutters

In history class, we wrote a story based on a picture we saw.This is the story I wrote.

"You're so busy rubbing yourself on boys/And trying to make "cooler" friends./Well I guess you'll never understand./All things meet their ends." A girl is angry at her friend for being such a horrible person. She writes this poem to express her anger.

No matter how I turnThere you are.I fell so enclosedSo overpoweredWhen you are near.Oh! Ghost in my footfallYou cannot imagineHow much I wish to be rid of you She is haunted by a friend whom she hates...who she wishes to be rid of...please, let h

A girl is mad at her boyfriend for not calling her for a week, and then acting as if she has no feelings. She writes this poem to express her anger.

"Silent in the twilight/You'll feel more than you ever will." Is there a way to describe this? I don't think so. Whatever this poem really is, I think it's good. It makes me feel relaxed...it's slighty chilling, too, you know?

(Wrote this a long time ago. In fact, I don't even REMEMBER writing it. It'd be funny if it wasn't mine and I took credit for it...sounds like my stuff, though) "you are you/i am me/guess that's all we'll ever be"...He's with someone else! Shouldn't she f

Jetta relates her most profround memory, a murder that was gone through with because she was different...

I wrote this poem for my friend, who's 14th birthday is 8/5/05. I'm not sure if I should give it to her or not. PLEASE tell me what you think about it! And soon! I gotta decide BY her birthday!

A song about how the snide remarks people make and the gossip that people spread isn't going to hurt me, so why should they care? Might be one of my best - I had fun writing it!

A song about hanging out in the summer.

It's a one-shot about a guy named Kinrol and a girl named Azalea. It's not my best work, but it's okay all the same...I guess.

Cute little poem about someone who is determined to be together with their love. Well, I thought it was cute...

About someone who realized that they loved someone else the day they had to leave on a mission. The loved one dies.

To tell you the truth, I have no clue what this is about and it is extremely hard to summerize... :(

It's talking about a girl who is utterly convinced that she is in love.

A poem about how when girls hit middle school life, they realize the true horrors in the world and believe that everything is burdened on her and become paranoid about everything. Haha, slightly written from experience ;)

A simple poem about a girl who never smiles, and when she smiles for photographs, it is as though she is lying.

I'm not sure how to describe it. I wrote it a loooooooong time ago. Basically about a girl who likes someone, and they like her, too, but she denied it so much that she is ashamed to admit it.

Two girls used to be friends, but then one of them goes out of the way to mock another. This is the mocked one's reaction.

School is over for the year! You're gonna miss all of your friends, right?

A girl is perfect throughout her whole life, until she makes one little mistake. That mistake ruins almost her whole life.

Two friends drifted apart, but one of them still loves the other.

A couple break up because of a misunderstanding. However, they still love each other.

This poem is basically saying: don't look at the world in just black and white, but look at the grays in between.

I wrote this poem for a friend when she and her boyfriend broke up and she still missed him.

I know it seems like a love poem, but it's about friendship. It's abut two best friends who drift apart, and one of them is watching the other and hoping to become friends again.

A strange poem about finally coming to summer after a long year spent with your friends, and the final question is: are you gonna miss it? ily 6ie year

I made this up one day off the top of my head in my school library due to my coolest buddy, Taylor! I don’t remember the whole thing, but it’s pretty good (hopefully) Dedicated to Taybog!

A poem that I wrote on a strange impulse. Not even sure what the impulse was, but that's all okay, right? Anyways, it's about a girl who is in love with a guy who doesn't return the feelings and barely knows who she is.

It's a poem about how I feel when writing poems, just allowing it to go along nice and easy and whatever pops into my head and trying to fit it into the poem.

Cecil Ira has a curse that will destroy him or save him - which one will it be? Who is he, Man...or Wolf? He must overcome this curse before he dies, and decide who he is...ONESHOT. {Used to be a fanfic, changed it, tell me if there are still anything to

A small poem that I made up about letting go of someone who didn't return your love.

A song I made up during Study (don't worry MOM, I still did homework then). It's kind of...I don't really know what it's like, just meloncholy. I think it's okay.

Poem about someone wishing to be with someone else who does not notice them.

Just another poem about a girl who finds out the horrid truth.

Little poem about a person who confesses her love and is mocked. I've just realized that it's got the same plot as the very excellent poem "Reviving Butterflies" by The Lost Art of Depression, but I wrote this a while ago and I'm updating poems and songs

About an exboyfriend who didn't exactly act as though I existed.

My sister's WEIRD AND WEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRDER song!

Humorous song inspired by a friend about how someone's grades go down the drain in just a couple of days. I couldn't think of a good ending so it is what it is.

A bit of a sarcastic poem about how words never solve anything.

Poem I wrote. I was inspired to write this because of The Lost Art of Depression's excellent poem "In Plain Sight", but it is MY words and MY situation. If you think I am taking her work, please tell me so kindly and I will remove this poem. (simple as th

Ummm...ehhh...just a poem about how people think life is wonderful but I kinda disagree...not my best work.

A cute little story about a guy confessing his love to a girl in an unusual form. I can't really describe it, sorry...

A oneshot about a girl who's life is, uhh, different.

Lilia tries to be the best she can, but that leads to disarray. What happens when she runs away?

a girl's account of six days spent in London. COMPLETED

...i basically have nothing to say. just...i dunno, read it.

a weird poem!

a girl thinking of running away because she is so misunderstood.

a girl floats through the sky. hurray.

Written for a bully telling her to get out of my goshdarned life!

Wow...my poems are angsty. Anyhoo, this is yet another poem of mine. Wheee!

It's about...a rock.

My feelings on flamers and bullies. I HATE BULLIES! THEY'RE STUPID! Kind of humoristic...

A mysterious poem...

stupid weird poem. oh, wait. think positive. ohm. ohm. ohm and all that jazz.

a poem about - gee, who can guess? love

Just el poemo.

An insane Queen thinking about her life.

Just wondering...what are we, really? My lowly opinion.

song about people crying

poem about a friend going away

a poem

about friendship

a poem about a kid struggling to control herself

A song about a girl. She has six different "Faces", which are sides of her. Here is why it is so hard for her to appreciate herself. Please review.

Just a song. Duh. It's about this girl who feels like no one will help her because she is herself.

Read this and realize: DUDE, THE EARTH IS GONNA BE RUINED IF WE DON'T DO SOMETHING. SOON! 'Cos that's what this song is about.

I wrote this song in anger at this boy who was making fun of me online, but wouldn't make fun of me face-to-face.

A man named Ronu is in love with Kaysor. But they are both in the army. Will Ronu be able to express his love before their time is up? Or will he never tell the woman his undying love? Tell me if the rating should increase or decrease! Please read the no

This is a one-shot about my views on George Bush. If you don't agree, then please don't yell at me.

This is the WIERDEST story I've written. Trust me. It is. It's about a "cursed" dog. ONE-SHOT.

This is a one-shot I made when I was little. It's really weird. I found it when I was searching through some Documents.

This is a song I wrote. It's nothing great - I was thinking of forming a band and singing this song, but I decided against it. I'm not a great songwriter, so don't be too mean in your review. Okay, bye.

Carlyna's dreams have been infested by fire. On her parents two-year death anniversary, the being that killed her parents and tried to kill her little brother comes to attack the village of Saxacrod. All is lost. ONE-SHOT

This is a story written by me and my friend. It's a "silly story", where you can only see the last line of what the person before you has written. It's about an ermine named Doodad, the Pacederms (Elephants) of Death, apple dumplings, a fly called Chi-chi