This is just a dream.. IT was unlisted, but I published it before I leave. Everyone on this site is invited. I hope you enjoy it. :)
Little Andrew Dumpling, was a sad and lonely child, because he had no friends to play with, and therefore wouldn’t smile. He dreamt of one day exploring, both big worlds and small, but mom...
True story depending on your definition. It took me quite some time to finally piece this together. I hope it is enjoyed.
A strange dream I had that seemed so vivid and real, it terrified me.
For today's prompt: memorable. I will tell you about my most memorable and meaningful dream that I've ever had in this life.
Just your stereotypical dream that gives us all false life expectations
This poem is about how I had a nightmare last night and that never really happens
Lifting off the ground into the weightless night. Into the peaceful unknown like an ethereal kite.
I Dreamed About HER Again Is a Poem About a Constant Dream of Mine. A Dream I Always Had whenever Its Ber Months!
Thank you Readers & Writers!
Thank you Commaful!
"Hush now. Don't scream so loudly. Some secrets aren't meant to be shared." At least that's what you tell yourself. In reality, keeping a secret is more like a game of Russian roulette . The more you ...
This is just a dream.. IT was unlisted, but I published it before I leave. Everyone on this site is invited. I hope you enjoy it. :)
Little Andrew Dumpling, was a sad and lonely child, because he had no friends to play with, and therefore wouldn’t smile. He dreamt of one day exploring, both big worlds and small, but mom...
True story depending on your definition. It took me quite some time to finally piece this together. I hope it is enjoyed.
A strange dream I had that seemed so vivid and real, it terrified me.
For today's prompt: memorable. I will tell you about my most memorable and meaningful dream that I've ever had in this life.
Just your stereotypical dream that gives us all false life expectations
This poem is about how I had a nightmare last night and that never really happens
Lifting off the ground into the weightless night. Into the peaceful unknown like an ethereal kite.
I Dreamed About HER Again Is a Poem About a Constant Dream of Mine. A Dream I Always Had whenever Its Ber Months!
Thank you Readers & Writers!
Thank you Commaful!
"Hush now. Don't scream so loudly. Some secrets aren't meant to be shared." At least that's what you tell yourself. In reality, keeping a secret is more like a game of Russian roulette . The more you ...