There's only one shade of white and only one shade of black. Ami is cursed to live in the shades of gray, but only sees black.

He, the morning star, has fallen.

The sands of time s. c. a. t. t. e. r. / across your heart, leaving you b/ro/k/e/n. (from the poem)

We are one and the same; liars we are.

The perfect human, the perfect being, the perfect entity, and the perfect monster. (Chapter 0.5) By a good friend.

A past best left forgotten resurfaced, two enemies best kept apart reunited, dark secrets best lost, found. It’s only the beginning to a dangerous war to revive sleeping cause, peace.

As different faces are presented to you by the same people, can you tell which one's real?

We may have been separated, but tonight is the night that we'll reunite; the sky will cry bitter tears when we part, only to meet again in another year.

Sometimes our intentions just aren't clear, and we're like a butterfly; flying with no destination...

Ian was remidial at everything he did, so when he got accepted into AFB, where the best of the best go, he was estatic. However, not long after he gets there, he finds he's highly misplaced; AFB is a school for assassins!

Just a poem about someone who I called a friend who manipulated and used me...

Today I graduated, and I just wanted to write a poem dedicated to all of my classmates, after all, we will still be friends forever... (Class of 2005)

This is the poem I will be reading for graduation, and I'd really like some opinions. It's about everything graduation represents...walking about from the home that we've lived in for so long to find our own way of life. Please R&R, all favors will be ret

A poem I might use for graduation, about how I wish all of this was a dream... Please R&R! I really need some advice and suggestions on how to better this poem...

I wrote this poem for graduation, and I'm considering using it, PLEASE R&R AND LEAVE SOME ADVICE! I really need suggestions...

Twirling, they engage in a dance...

I couldn't sleep, so I watched the sun rise...

A rant... It's just about you should listen or else the rest of your life will go down and the sword that you used to kill others will come back and kill you.

What you have concieved, you shall become.

Is there even a light at the end of the tunnel?

You say I'm blind because I do not see your imperfections. I say you're blind because you don't see that you are perfect in your own way.

sometimes, you have to talk to your problems to someone who's dumber then a chesnut tree when you don't have any problems.

your ignorance is laughable. one moment, you say we're cool. the next, you go start something. my, oh my, it's good to finally see you scream...

After all that we've been through...after all that's happened...you decide that it's over...and that just broke my heart...)

Lalaine's roomates are driving her CRAZY. In fact, all of her peers in DM get her ticked off. Every girl is "perfect", almost too perfect. Is there more to this situation then meets the eye, or is Lalaine drifiting into insanity?

Growing up, she had everything she wanted without breaking a single sweat. She didn't have a care in the world, that is, until she found herself longing for something that was unreachable. She'll struggle with her emotions ,until she realizes, that there'

...the sands of time...

you think you're above us all, i say you're falling as you speak. (...peek-a-boo...)

you shouldn't play with fire, you'll get burned. resisting tempation isn't that hard, is it?

oh, you yell, you shout, but you deny all the pain you cause, hypocrite.

"Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear, Turn around/Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear, Touch the ground..." It's funny how things aren't what they seem anymore.

Did you ever see something over and over again, flashing before your eyes, silently teasing you without a reason?

We'll separate, but I know we'll meet in the end...

I made the wrong choice by listening to you, and now I pay for it. [not based off real life experiences]

there are some things we just can't stop

Beauty is so fickle.

Does "best friends forever" mean "tomorrow ima jump you?

simple enough, this is dedicated to my friend who got jumped on his birthday...

is the pressure getting to you?

i don't see why you insist on re-kindling the fire since you were the one who blew it out.

silence scars me deeper then any or your words or fleshy wounds

Friends come and go, but I'll always be there for you. ::Dedicated to my TRUE friends::

Who do you think you're fooling?

As the sakura blossoms fall, a magical evening begins...

Isn't it ironic how the things we want most can end up destroying us?

I'd like to place my order, please.

Dedicated to the tsunami victims...It all happened so fast...how could this have happened?

Don't you just hate your reflection?

I live in the shadow of perfection, therefore, I am nothing. (PG to be on the safe side)

ai shiteru...wo ai ni...I love you...however you say it...I can't stop thinking about you...

You scarred me...and I fought back...I was too blind to see what I did...

Will Santa put you in my stocking this year?

Rika was her guardian angel and best friend, Hitomi was lost when she suddenly killed herself. There have been several suicides and deaths in the area, yet it seems that they're still there...threatening Hitomi to join them, or else.

She had the name of a goddess. She had the powers of the goddess. She appeared as the goddess did nearly 2,000 years before. She is destined to save the world, but how can she, when she can't even save herself?

Consequences of your wrong-doings.

Will you walk down this dusty path with me?

Yin and yang, light and dark, empathy and apathy; everything has it's opposite. 'Prophets' have been given the power to see the future, but even they cannot change it, no matter what.

Sometimes you feel like something's following you, something that isn't there, yet always is. Something that pushes you, something that watches you, something...

Sometimes the pain hurts so much, you just don't know what you're doing. You lose yourself, and before you know it, it's gone.

Sometimes, you just run away, you hide, and you make a promise, sealed by blood.

Something that I often feel now that high school's approaching...You push me so hard, That you don’t realize, That I’ve already fallen off, Dropping into the fires of hell, Not that it’s any different, From the mountain above.

Life isn't sugar-coated for Anita Wang, her parents put her under pressure, her friends do the same, and her boyfriend is no different. Drama...angst...tragedy...the story of a teenage girl...the story that'll hopefully make a difference.

The cause and effect of life. Sometimes you cannot help but to question the tradegies that happen. When that happens, you write the story, hoping others will learn from it. Then, maybe, just maybe, there'll be a change in the world.

“Dance with me,my dear,let yourself fall into my arms.Dance with me,my dear,let yourself be surrounded by a world of magic.Dance with me,my dear,let yourself dance atop the oceans.Dance with me,my dear,let yourself be engulfed by the flames.(Full Inside

This room, is filled with so many emotions...so many memories, so few remembered...an idealists' dream, so far away...

It hurts when you have to leave a friend, and it hurts even more when you come back and see her a total mess.

Have you ever been judged? If you have, you know what this poem means. I didn't go FULLY into detail, so anybody who's been judged could probably understand this. It's mainly about being judged and then questioning it. R&R if you want.

When something strange happens in 7th grade, it changes their future. Years later, their destiny comes into place. People are waging wars to play with the balance of the world. Could our future be saved or destroyed?

This poem is a bit heavy. Today two people who I called my "best friends" betrayed me for the last time. I'm sick of it and this poem just tells howI feel about it. I think this is my life lesson, please R&R!

There's this boy I know, but he's so far away. To compensate for this, I see him in my dreams. So, if the only way I could be with him is to be sleeping, I'd sleep forever.

Girls are always going "OMG, I AM SO FAT" Girls are always going on diets. You know why? Just to look like those artificial girls who look soooo pretty. Feh. Read this poem and find out why it' stupid.

I was bored, and suddenly came up with this. I love being azn, and this shows it. Please R&R!

I came up with this today in psych class. For some reason I wrote this down out of the sensation of being numb. Yes I know I'm weird you don't have to tell me. Just R&R, no flames.

:) Do you dare to R&R to find out?

Do you dare to R&R this poem? When I told people this poem-story, all of them got nightmares. Do you dare to read it?

In the forest, there's one spot where there's always some raindrops on the flowers, and if it's not raindrops, it's teardrops. There was a sad story that happened in this forest, years ago...Please R&R!

In high school, you've heard of stereotypes going too far. This is my poetry example of one way how it happens. This is purely created by my imagination, so don't worry. Please R&R!

What do you do when there are dangerous creatures in the forest just waiting to jump you? Add disasters to your situation and you won't be very happy. (Please R&R)

Stereotypes. Can't live with them, Can't live without them. So why do we have it? Is it a way of finding our own path? This poem is about the stereotypes in my school. I hope people can learn something from this. (Plz R/R)

This just...came to me. What happen's when you lose that special someone and he (or she) would NEVER come back? The sorrow takes over, but that person never really leaves you...(R/R plz)

I'm telling you about that girl. That girl, would be me. I wrote this poem because I just had a 20 minute agrument about who I am. Well, this poem is how many others and how I view myself.

I'm going to graduate next year and go to high school. I've thought of that so much, I'm scared of it. I wrote this poem, so I can bless my friends (and my class), so they know, no matter what, they matter to me.

I used to have a best friend who was so great, but somehow, we drifted apart. I wrote this poem so maybe someday, I can send it to her, and we can be friends again.

You say you're a good friend, are you really? In life, have you really acted like a true friend? I know I have, but what about you? (Plz R/R)

The day starts off dark, it gets brighter, grows dark again, but they cycle constantly repeats. Did you ever wonder if it represents something? (Plz R/R)

You know that sensation you get when you see that one person? How it warms you up, and makes you smile...(plz R/R)

Sometimes in life, you just keep running and running. It seems like you'll never get out of the horrors and reach your goal. Just keep going for it, you'll reach it, just don't ever stop trying. (R/R)

Ah how you drift off into a dream when you're doing your chores...

You say you know me, but you don't. This is a poetic/rhyming look into some of my thoughts when I was 9. The FIRST poem I EVER wrote. Please R/R!

Well, to the same guy, I wrote this poem to him (this time I actually signed my named), basically describing what's going on about how I feel at that time. Please R/R this was also written at 10!

A poem I wrote to the guy I liked when I was 10...(If you want to know what happened...nothing did, I forgot to sign my name) Please R/R since this is old!

Look at the people did to the world. Is this what we want it to be? This isn't really a very good summery, but please R/R!

You changed her. You made her the cruel and unforgiving demoness she is. You tore apart that innocent child. How could you do that?

When people treat you so cruely, you just wonder why. You question it to that person, waiting for an answer. I'm sorry I suck at summeries.

Looking out the window, you see a sea of white, mesmerized, you stare. I wrote this a LONG time ago, so please R/R!

Everything bad is wiped away in a whisper, it turns into a brighter light, all because of you. I wrote this when I was 11, so please R/R

Lying on the grass, the stars become more then stars...R/R!

Did you know that monsters creep into your room at night? Please R/R

I have no clue how to summerize this poem. I'll try...Ever since you saw his eyes, they haunt you, follow you...Please R/R

At night, the shadows will creep up on you. (R/R)

Soaring through the skies, the pressure builds...Don't ask where I got this idea, long and complicated story. Please R/R!

I have a piano piece called this so I decided to write a poem by this title. The poetry style is different from my usual style so please R/R!

Sitting underneath that tree in a snow-white field, thinking about the good old days... R/R

A rose and a tree stand together in a field, however one day a leaf falls... R/R

One day a child will open their eyes, and things will no longer be in black and white. R/R

This is what happens when you're bored and you don't know what to write R/R

The shadows creep up on you at night, can you fight them off? R/R

On the crossroads of life you'll meet many challenges. How can people be waging wars without others even knowing? Can demons and evil humans reborn the earth, or shall it go on the way it is? (To be rewritten soon)

Chen finds a box of old pictures. After a few minutes of looking around, he sees of picture of a girl who he used to have a crush on in high school. That night, he goes to a club, and meets a mysterious stranger who seems to know him…. One shot!

Why oh why are we all in pain? This is a dedication to the late Satomi Mitarai, because it was her incident that really made me think. This is really a cry for hope that the world will change, and become better