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I'm sorry everyone  I been busy with college and have not been devoting my time to my fellow poets I hope you can forgive me.

I know I can do better for all of you people and you deserve it.
So again please forgive me and I shall do better!
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Hey December 8, 2012 2 Comments No Favourites

New folders?

:iconrandommii:

So with our ever growing group, plus with the more various pieces of works I think it's time for new folders! So give me some ideas of what folder we should have! Have a good day and enjoy the group!
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suicideHave you ever wanted to die?
So bad
That you stood in the bathroom
A knife or a razor blade in hand
Maybe a boodle of pills
And a glass of water
And you stared at the mirror
Just wishing you'd die
But then you started to think
About your mom and your dad
Your sisters and brothers
Your nephews and nieces
All of your friends
And you put down the knife or the razor blade
You put away the pills
And you walked away
Acting like nothing ever happened
But the thoughts of your family and friends
Never stay for long
Day's week's maybe months later
Your back to thinking about suicide and deathsuicide by ~XxXSammySuicideXxX
Follow the LeaderYour lust for success is contagious
I get caught up in the wake and buried by mistakes
A hundred steps behind you
Yet still I see your face

Happiness is a factor
One of many goals
You lost it in the battle
And won it back when the time arose

I always saw you as a warrior
Defending your beliefs
Overflowing with sorrow
Yet you kept away the grief

I strive to follow closely
The example that you've set
To go on fighting bravely
And learn with every regretFollow the Leader by ~LestatMalfoy
EnoughWhen love isn't enough,
What is?

I guess it's that bottle of José Cuervo by your bed.
Or the twelve-pack in your fridge.

I guess it's the beer you bring to work in your pocket.
Because "it's a long drive home."

I need you.

I love you.
But your bottle's calling.

And I can't keep yelling over all the alcohol in your blood.Enough by *KeepersKeep
World Of WoeThis is how I feel in this world of woe
With no place to turn, no place to go
My world is ending, slowly each day
Little by Little, I'm wasting away
The air around me is tinged with imploding dreams
What does being alive really mean?
I drain the bottle, along with my soul
The drunker I get, the deeper I go
Into the times of yesterday
No matter the time, you're not fading away
You were far to good for this world, so you left it
Everything crashed down and then you made your exit
It wasn't your time, why'd you have to go?
Leaving me alone in this world of woe
Light up the sky to show me you're here
Cast away the shadows so I haveWorld Of Woe by ~dreaming-is-living
Featured
Co-Founder's
Red DressDon’t put on your red dress
for he doesn’t know the meaning
he doesn’t want the commitment
he doesn’t care for the color.

The red dress you love to wear
that’s stained from wine and beer
but still carries so much meaning
for who could find a second red dress

Don’t go out on your red dress
for the man who wants nothing more
to screw around and doesn’t understand
the meaning behind a simple red dress.

A red dress for when you dance.
A red dress for when you cry.
A red dress for when you need it.
A red dress for when you care too much.

Don’t put on your red dress for him darling
he doesn&rsquRed Dress by =Oilux
God called in sick todayGod called in sick today,
and the sky is dancing.
People walked hand in hand
singing in tune with the damned.

Running without stories
‘this is what tragedy feels like’
dead is the new alive
but misery loves company.

Racing with the devil
one doesn't dare stop against
the lord of the damned
he laughs against the concrete.

Can one play with madness
as they dance on clouds of mind?
Heavens a lie when butterflies are flying in hurricanes
And God takes a day off.

Wasted time throwing rocks at stars
souls refuse their eternal rest
they drink a cup of galaxy for breakfast
hymn of the shameless.

Obsession is an ugly word.
When dGod called in sick today by =Oilux
Death Takes Two SugarsDeath knocked on the door
came inside without invitation
poured herself some tea
and asked for a story.

He laughed at all the right parts,
cried when I cried,
asked for more than she received
silently demanding.

It cried with me and laughed with me
sipping their tea and listening
she wondered what I didn’t do
then told me how idiotic I was.

He told me about the children
I could have had but didn’t
and the falls that lifted me up
with the loss of others.

The story of how I almost killed a girl
when she ran into the street
scared her to run into the arms of her father
and never ran into the street again.

The tale of the man whoDeath Takes Two Sugars by =Oilux
Tea with the RabbitTea with the rabbit today
just the same as every day,
every single day and every single night.

And when he danced and sang
I could not join in merriment
for the ropes that bound did not budge

"Merry Unbirthday!"
He would scream and cry while sipping tea,
and I would laugh while hiding tears.

He said he was late,
for what I know naught,
but he did not leave my nightmare.

“The Queen of Hearts is evil!”
And I agreed blindly. Yet I could not help
but wonder if she was really the evil one.

Dormouse, his friend of valiant honor,
rammed his sword into my thigh
and grinned when I wept and bled.

And my one and only friend sat acrossTea with the Rabbit by =Oilux
Co-Founder's
Founder's
Founder's
Random poetry
Identity CrisisMy writings are scattered all over the place,
They cannot regain their former grace.
What happened to me? Did I lose my belief?
I am I already an autumn leaf?
Where is my muse? I need to find her!
Without this girl I cannot be a poet or a writer.
Who will I become then? I do not know!
Maybe the death wind away will me blow!
 
Once more I experience the identity crisis,
No one knows when it disappears or rises,
I try to find a new path by following the old,
Am I in search of love and in search of gold.
 
What is my aim now, since she is no more?
Thoughts made my mind a field of war:
Like foreign bombs questions fall
And answers break my mind's wall!
 Identity Crisis by ~Zakemur
Chains Of RealityDon’t you wish to just rewind the past
And live a life from the start at last?
Wishes like that never come true
And there is nothing you can do.
 
You do not understand how the World looks.
You try to comprehend it through books,
Though reality sometimes is not what you desire
And you become the greatest liar!
 
You break chains with your pen,
And get out of the darkest den,
You discover a brand new place,
Where happiness and peace will us embrace.
 
Alas, it is all a dream, you are still trapped,
In cold metal you are wrapped.
You cannot face it, it is too sad,
And if you do, it will drive you mad.Chains Of Reality by ~Zakemur
Snow WhiteSeven more mouths to feed
(For this you left
your father's house?),
shoes piled by the door
and grimy rucksacks
full of coal.
(He promised you a diamond)
They keep you on your toes
with their uncombed hair
and their untrimmed beards
and appetites like young bulls.
That dress of yours
has seen better days
and your hands
are worn out -
bloodied starlings in your pockets.
So you cook and clean
and sew
and wait by the window
each morning for them to leave,
polishing your apples
and dream of what the huntsman

is hiding in his box.Snow White by *Scarlettletters
Cinderella
Waiting for a coach
and four
that never came,
she realized
a ball gown
won't bloom
out of sackloth;
glass slippers
are not dependable
and mice
are best left
to their own devices.
Midnight was never a friend,
and under that suit
he is the same as any other
man.Cinderella by *Scarlettletters
Random poetry
Featured2
Until The Very Day You Die... by ~Stefneh5295
Lost in LifeLost through space
Where have the sweet songs in our hearts gone too?
Childhood memories have gone by
lost in the years
we spewed out of our minds.
It's all over now.

Lost in the song of time
Childhood imagination that made us stay up after twilight.
The emptiness in the world has come to be
such misery
for those who dream in their worlds at night.
Will they ever see daylight?

Lost at infinite sea
All the little things that made us laugh as we grew.
How did we grew up thinking we are invincible
attached to the drunken suds
that has made us into soulless beings all over town.

Lost in the echoes of minds
Our families we knewLost in Life by *Legendary41
Breaking Like LightShhh...
Nothing is real my friend,
Everything is fake,
And nothing is real!
Clasp your hands like a rose bud,
And raise them to the soaring sun,
Whisper your mind to the mighty one,
And pray we come through this unscathed!

(12th May 2008)Breaking Like Light by ~Paul-1485
Ashes of RemembranceIt amazes me.
Someone that could barely fit in my arms,
I can now hold in my hands.

It's an awful feeling.
A realization I could've gone years without;
A realization that this has happened.

I know it's been over a year now,
Don't remind me.
But it still hasn't sunk in.

I gaze upon the urn,
Taking in all the attention to detail;
The etches in the brass filled with gold.

The swirling designs,
The black coat behind it,
Making the gold pop.

It's so simplistic,
Yet the design couldn't be more complex.
Heh . . . just like you.

I can't tell you how many times I gaze in the back room,
Hoping . . .
Praying to see a movement.

SometAshes of Remembrance by ~SilentSoulDeathSpoon
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General Poetry
moonshines in georgiaman on the moon:

giddy with lumps of north georgia seas
greased on the crease of my lips
gravity drips from couch-cavities
when tides belch from below --

burst on the water's edge,
earth's bourbon sailors retch in moonshined ripples
trickled blue murder on their crinkled crimes;
raking water wrinkles like a wayward drunk
stuck on sunken bootleggin' dreams.

it's been a long, long time
since I've drowned your hemisphere
for fishing like a moonraker,
swishing my bait-lines like tobacco's
squished in your shallow gums
before you dare to down my air
breathing in this sincere georgia night.moonshines in georgia by =slowslicksnails
Who Are You But An Artist by ~Shadowsoflosthope
The World Wide WebAll this information at our fingertips
Yet we choose to look at cats?
Freedom to voice our every thought
A privilege left unchecked
A steaming pit of tricks and trolls
Accessories now abused

Drowning in the vanity
And self obsessed depravity
Our lives uploaded; digitalised
Essence poured upon the screen

Entitled to an opinion
Set up for a response
Like throwing a lump of meat
To a pack of wild dogs

“Ten years ago, these people would not be allowed crayons,
Let alone use of the internet”The World Wide Web by *ADistortedUtopia
Second ShadowThe hand on your shoulder
The whispers in your mind
The words on your tongue
The voice in your throat
And the feelings in your soul

To drive to madness
To seduce the insane
To draw the blood
And dull the senses
To plague the memories
Of damage done
To fake safe haven
As the character changes

Light the anger and fuel the rage
Another mind to feed
A second shadow
To take you into eternitySecond Shadow by *ADistortedUtopia
General Poetry
prose
Never Only EchoesIt can be a tough call sometimes, between the voices of the Old Ones and the constant chatter of our own internal monologues.  It takes practice to tell them apart, to know the difference between what you hear and what you only want to hear… or between what you want to hear and a silence so deep it can make your ears ring.  “Journal everything,” Loki told me not long after I met him, and I’ve done my best to live up to that.  Now, looking back, I can see how much of what I once questioned has turned out to be True.  I want to share a few of these shapshots with you, so let me take you back to where it all started&hellNever Only Echoes by ~UinenFirestar
Afraid of the MoonAfraid of the Moon

It starts here

Screams echo through the forest far outside of town. They are loud, blood curdling screams. The body falls to its knees and looks up into the sky as the clouds move from out in front of the big luminous full moon. His bones start to break and move as the body takes to its new shape. His feet turn to large paws; jaws elongate and grow claws fur and a tail. Through the whole transformation he never stops screaming. The screams change from the agony of a man to the sound of an enraged animal.

Lust

I snarl and bare my teeth at the moon as my transformation completes. I let loose a roar at the moon, making anAfraid of the Moon by ~fateallythewolf
The HolocaustMy mind can't fathom, how this could of possibly happened 80 years ago from this very instant. It disgusts me beyond words, it makes me physically sick and I feel an immense sadness, knowing this is part of human history.

How can there be people like this, as disturbing as it is to think of, they do still exist, just as they did a few years back. We are the only species that kills our own for nothing other than the self-proclaimed, sanctimonious pieces of shit ––that are so blinded by their own virtuous lapse, they fail to see love.

How could people have been that way, how could they have been so controlled by a notion, how coulThe Holocaust by *yours----truly
The Medium - 14Eleven: Ambush
It was still too early to guarantee an empty foyer in Kim’s apartment building, so Coyote went in as a scout.  He hobbled across the lobby on his cane and gestured for the others to follow, then hobbled up the stairs to man the elevator doors. Zeb wrapped Rocky in moving blankets and threw the bundle over his shoulder so that it looked about like a roll of rugs. With a little bit of Kim’s help, they toted him inside and into the elevator.
“Barely weighs a thing,” he commented.  “Duran musta sucked ‘im out again.”
“Their inertia’s tied to their strength,” Kim told him wearily. “When they’re weak, they don’t interact with the world as well. All the blood in the body only weighs about twelve pounds, so if he’s light, it’s because he’s so out of it. Mass is still there, but the gravity’s not acting on it. He’s less real The Medium - 14 by =QuiEstInLiteris
prose
Romantic Poetry
Romantic Poetry
funny poetry
Accidental DeliveryThe first time it happened
it was quite subtle, a postcard
came within the mail
from a place I never heard of,
no return address,
and only a single line
scowled in a child's hand.

It was easy to dismiss,
some mistake,
or perhaps an idea of a prank
so I stored it in a drawer and never
gave it another thought.

The second time
it was a bit more adamant,
a knock upon the door,
a package left upon my doorstep,
with no way to send it back,
I wondered what I should do,
and picked it up to my ear
shook it a little,
in retrospect perhaps not the wisest choice,
but nothing happened,
at last I opened it, and what was inside
I cannot name.

In tAccidental Delivery by ~SilverWynd
BurritoBurrito love-song:

Caress your meat and veggies.

Freebirds for the win.Burrito by =QuiEstInLiteris
Semi-serious chips.Life is like chips,
some are long whilst others are short,
some are salty, some are sweet,
some are fat,
whilst other's thin,
some are hot,
some are cold and others are just right,
some are plain,
some are purple,
but most are yellow -never eat them if they're green-,
some are cheap whilst are others are bloody expensive,
some are nice,
some are horrible,
some are sharp and some are smooth,
some are coated in vinegar,
some are smothered in tomato sauce,
some you can eat with buttered bread or just plain if you're a boring shit.
Point is life is chips.Semi-serious chips. by *TheAssholeProphet
Pitch wants jack to be like himNow I'm the king of the Nightmares
Oh, my power's grown so large
I've tormented children and men
But I plan to take charge
I wanna see the dark age, snowflake
And teleport right into town
And watch all the other men
I'm tired of jokin' around!

Oh, whoop de doo
I need to destroy you
I need to slaughter you
yet help you, too
You'll see it's true
Jack frost, I knew
That you want the dark ages too

( Geeze, Pitch
You're freak'n crazy

But I haven't even told you the best part, Frost
if you join me, we will always be believed in!

But I don't want to spread fear!)

Now just do as I say, snowflake
I'm trying to make you real too
What I desire at tPitch wants jack to be like him by ~Envy-You
funny poetry
Dark n Horror poetry
Wicked CurtainsThey flow like a song birds madness.
These fabrics crinkle deformed sadness.
No breeze blows these, unless allowed

Wicked curtains
whisper speechless sound

Micro bonding, in every stitch like skin.
Blood scented lavender, so potant and rich.
No light shines through, unless allowed.

Wicked curtains
drapes of heavy terrible shroud

I play hide and seek,

one
two
three

Wrapped up tight, never find me
No one can find me, unless allowed

Wicked curtains

lost never found.Wicked Curtains by *Ellen-Souler
Delusions of TranquillityOf hopes and nightmares
Inflicted on sub consciousness
There was never greater meaning
In the delusions laid hence forth

Vaccinate the thoughts
Eradicate the mind
Relieve all sense of feeling
Before ideals take their hold
Destroy all depth of meaning
For fear of letting go

Transcend the vivid outline
That dark tranquillity paints
Defend the shattered meaning
Of the ever stretching skyDelusions of Tranquillity by *ADistortedUtopia
PsychosisCan’t seem to get away from it
Only lies to guide the path ahead
Psychosis running rings
Within a translucent failing mind

The blood still running thick and red
Before your eyes, you chase the prize
Arms outstretched into the night
The surface layer burns so bright

You built your own deception
To illuminate your mind
The only success resides in isolation
You never learnt

A mindless abomination
Still deluded, still cracking at the seems
Couldn’t work out what this all means?
This is the element of failure
Built on your own perception
Of a world of your resolvePsychosis by *ADistortedUtopia
Avalon by ~NemoX7
Dark n Horror poetry
short poetry
short poetry
Emotional poetry
The Words I Cannot SayWhy must my words betray me,
when I am with you
I find myself voiceless,
an all the things I wanted to say
asphyxiate within my throat.

The words never feel like enough,
and I am left feeling
inadequate to give you what you need,
why must I feel this so sharply,
and wear the burden of guilt
upon my sleeve.

I know  of your need for me
and at these times I feel
I only fail you,
it is hard to tear down
the barriers within my mind.

Walls which have been constructed
by others, long before you
but now they come between us,
and I wish I knew how to explain,
that you may know silence
does not come from lack of caring,
but the bridges oThe Words I Cannot Say by ~SilverWynd
Aura: The Revolution
Aura: The Revolution

I will never live up to any other expectations

I will only just reach the place in life that's destined

Never again will I be a victim of impossible outcomes

Never again will I allow my self-respect to be disgraced and overcome
-
I am a prisoner no more
Discrimination became the martyr

I had to put an end to this war
I will not be walked on like I had been before

The future of a fearless life is what I now strive for
The source of my resolve has been built into my core

I believe what's right / To live my life
I'll reach for the light / And shine so bright

There's no limit to the sky / This smile never felt so fineAura: The Revolution by *RainbowizedSky
Mind Your FootstepsReveries have fallen quiet
And what was panorama
Has staled and crumbled
Yellowed by all the Others
Aligned for one and one alone

I stall in my shallow breaths
Flop into my own safety
Coiling, alone and ravaged by sickness
As my ravenous thoughts
Gorge upon my every festering nerve

I was predestined
To shutter among the rest
As a display of rumbling demolition
Displaced among the dust
The shards and jagged ruble

May wandering fools learn of me first
And divert their restless and meandering footstepsMind Your Footsteps by ~Loftydreams101
KillerFootsteps behind me,

Hard to think, hard to breathe.

My killer’s catching up to me,

With a knife he’ll use to cleave.



But when I look behind me,

No one’s there for me to see.

My killer’s non-existent,

A person make-believe.



But when I start to walk again,

Sure that I am safe,

I hear the footsteps start again,

Starting up the chase.



But every time I look for him,

No killer can be found.

I’m all alone, by myself,

With nobody else around.



My mind is playing tricks on me,
Killer by *DarkShadows4
Emotional poetry
spiritual Poetry
An Asatru PrayerOdin, far-wanderer, grant me wisdom,
Courage, and victory.
Friend Thor, grant me your strength.
And both be with me.

Freya, beautiful and fair,
bless my love and heart.
Bragi, my patron, I ask for a song
from your harp.
Loki, the treacherous one,
I ask a favor of thee;
please strike down those who oppose,
and try to threaten meAn Asatru Prayer by ~Axlazu
Before YouEmpty
Torn
Alone
Walking straight and narrow roads
         Leading nowhere

Brother
Father
Teacher-Friend
Who never came around
         Never seemed to care

Blind
Deaf
Dumb
Stumbling through the silent darkness
         Unaware

Was there life
Light
Hope
Before your touch, or was I simply
         Unprepared?

Flames
Wind
Song
Gifts you waited all that time
         Just to share

Adventure
Changes
Movement
All the mischief I could manage
         If I dared

I didn’t know what I was missing till you came
Now, caught forever in my Trickster’s many games
I only know I’ll never, ever be the sameBefore You by ~UinenFirestar
PhoenixWalking in the darkness through the fallen leaves

The moon shines upon the ground illuminating my foreign dreams.

The caverns moan as the wind caress their walls

This moment has been long approaching and I can no longer stall.

I find her at the cliff’s edge with her arms extended to the side

My eyes grow moist and I know I can no longer hide.

“Do not be afraid” she soothes and turns towards me grinning.

“Your life may be over but the journey is just beginning.”

My breath catches in my throat as her words echo like thunder

And I look at the hand she has extended towards me in wonder.

“Do not fear wPhoenix by ~AJ-anba17
Looking BackHow did I learn to love you?
My heart of hearts… you crawled right in
Made yourself at home
And you’ve made a plaything of my life ever since.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining
Not questioning what I ever saw in you
But looking back, one day I barely knew your name
And now I can’t imagine life without you.

Have I always loved you, Loki?
Did I spend a recent lifetime in your arms?
And is that why so much has seemed instinctive
How the answers come before I ask the questions?

Or perhaps this life’s the only chance I get.
If so, I’ll make the most of every day
Spend every waking moment chasing Looking Back by ~UinenFirestar
spiritual Poetry
Life n Human Nature
Cuckoo by ~NemoX7
KnifeRemember that little human 
boy who couldn't read aloud - 
who couldn't hold a pen
because his slick corn oil skin
kept sliding past itself?
Boy, oh, boy.
And he was born a hundred
years too late for his cowboy
dreams. He rides herd on the 
maybes and the somedays.
He sang a knife song - one
that sliced up the rigid spines
of teachers and parents alike
and parted them before him
like God-spoken seas.
Deft elision somewhere between
his teeth and tongue, lyrical, his
words in other men's mouths.
Knife song honed with lime,
polished with manteca.Knife by =QuiEstInLiteris
20 Themes Challenge: OutsideEveryone is normal on the outside looking in,
No idea of where they’re going,
No idea where they’ve been.
Left to make our own assumptions

On the outside looking in.20 Themes Challenge: Outside by ~MelodyofSickness
Things You Can't Say You're standing in the rain outside of our door,
suitcase in hand, more of a clenched fist really
I'm begging you, to come back in before it pours
But I know life's not that kind,
and you're not that blind

I'm screaming your name from the safety of our house,
you don't hear my voice, or maybe you're not listening
"Baby, come back in, we can fix this all somehow"
But you just shake your head,
turned around, and then said

"There's things you can't say,
but you can't take them back.
Sorry's not okay,
and this is the end"

I can feel the rain at my feet as you talk to me,
still afraid to believe, that you are really leaving me
Things You Can't Say by ~ObsessedNerdGirl
Life n Human Nature
Childrens Poetry
MelodyTwinkle Twinkle little star, you don’t know where you are, hush my dear you mustn't cry, while I am right by your side.
(changes to slower, higher pitch/tone)
You'll be alright, your safe here, no more darkness, no more fear.
With my arms warm embrace you can now longer face, the space that made you cave and cry, hush now, your by my side. (level)
By my side... (pitch raises.)
(faster)
Tiny little hands, so small, yet so grand, inside you I feel a spark, a life, a love, a tiny heart, beating so erratically, all for love, all for me, hush now. (higher on the last two words)
Your here now. (same pitch)
Your by my side. (lower pitched)Melody by *TheAssholeProphet
Square Pig (POEM and WOODCRAFT) by ~RushAndRuleIt
Poem: Broken ChristmasTitle: Broken Christmas
Author: Hollowshirosaki413
Date: 11-28-12
Age: 13

Broken Christmas

Little children, little children, they run all about,
Searching for presents, as they shout and they shout.

Your daughter, your father, your son, everyone,
They look so happy.

You look at the tree yourself.
Nothing.

But you smile, knowing everythings alright.
Because you provide for them, they're happy.
You couldn't wish for anything more.

Your husband, he gives you this look,
One of sadness, one of depression,
But you smile at him instead, knowing what he was thinking.

You have nothing.

But you love your family,
And you are thPoem: Broken Christmas by ~Darxetta413
An Autumn NightAn Autumn Night;
May, or may not be full of fright

An Autumn Night;
Winter's just in sight

An Autumn Night;
These days have less light

An Autumn Night;
When the moon shines bright

An Autumn Night;
The season I love, with all my mightAn Autumn Night by ~Deus-Suetonius
Childrens Poetry
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Welcome to Poets-Refuge

Hello everyone!
This is a group for all your poetry! I am the Founder and just wanted to say hello :)

I will be looking after all your work with the help from a few good friends and fellow co founders .
If you need help with anything just let me know :iconrandommii: a special thanks to :iconmelanie-j-howle:for all that she have done ,wil do and shall continue to do for she made me the groups new founder which I thank from the bottom of my heart, also as new founder things here won't really change since its been working fine the only thing different will be more contest really. @ow to introduce our fine working co founders
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:iconxxshatteredangelxx:and :iconoilux: will be happy to help you .
We are hoping to make this a super group in a short while so any donation would be appreciated very much ! To donate please go to my home page and donate there along with a note to me that i can store in the admin area.
We hope to open many gallery's for you to place your work very soon ,at the moment we have 5 new gallery's you can submit your work. These are listed below =D.
Hope you will enjoy us as much as we will enjoy you and :iconthankyou1::iconthankyou2: for your co operation while we get things back up and running .

Rules
:bulletred: No one is to bully another member !If you have a problem come to me and I will help to resolve it.
:bulletred:Anyone found to send in stolen art will be removed from the group instantly .
:bulletred:This is a all age's group so limit your swearing on the group wall.
:bulletred: No nasty comments or insults to be left on another's work !If you don't like it move on to the next .
:bulletred:Make sure you submit to the correct folder ,we do not want to decline your art over a simple mistake.
:bulletred:only 5 deviants per day

Well that's about it for now so have fun and get writing :iconlovelyplz:

Awsome groups who help us:
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thanks for the help!

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:bulletblue: Founder Randommii.

:bulletpink:Co founder Eye-liner-lover Here to help
:bulletpink:Co founder ShatteredAngel Here to help and enjoy your work.
:bulletpink: Co founder The-Golden-Sunrise
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Fight ItHold my lips and bite my tongue,
Before the words I want to say have gone.
Muffle my screams and fight my tears,
My cries are too much for your delicate ears.

Please tell my why I am so
a
f
r
a
i
d,
To tell you what you need to know,
What I am yearning to say.

Take my thoughts and hide them away,
So they cannot escape, at least not today.
I silence my voice, it can shout in my head,
But the words will never come out,
They'll stay with me until I am dead.Fight It by *Booky-TrueIdentities
122 Comments
A Piano TaleShe broke the piano's heart
when she moved on from Bach
to the beats.

The keys were changed;
from spruce to steel-
doors were unlocked,
and notes were silent.

It was left downplayed,
unloved and forgotten in the back
of the attic, the player grown
and clumsy in her age.

But when the skies darkened
and fires burned bleakly,
fueled by bills and bank notes,
the piano made the sacrifice:

it was auctioned off,
sold for scrap;
but the love of childhood is bittersweet
and we all grow up eventually.

The piano knew this best,
so it went away
and gave her the chance to be happy,
as it had when she was young.A Piano Tale by ~AstuteEyes
34 Comments
PuppeteerLoosely, the strings lie
Cold on the floor and frozen
Like clockwork
It never worked out anyways

Painfully, those strings were
Ripped from a tender pair of wrists
Who were truthfully, fed up with
How life seemed to be controlling them

And where is the puppeteer?
His prize puppet has left
So he gathers his things
And begins to sew a new puppet, almost identical

But this time, he makes sure the strings cannot be removedPuppeteer by ~cleothecat
2 Comments
threeThree is a magic number
Zeus, the god of the sky
Poseidon,  lord of the seas
And Hades, master of the dead

Let the lightning crash and thunder roar
The seas will brew
With angry waves
As the dead turn in their graves

Three fates
One, to weave the string of life
Two, to sharpen the scissors
Three, to cut the thread of life and away you fly

Three furies that bend at Hades feet
Each more terrifying then the next
Those who stand in their way
Will plunge into the underworld never more

Three is powerful, terrible, grand, and dark
But can it hold the rest of the gods?
Jealousy and pride run through every immortals veins
Beware ofthree by ~loveorlife721
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*WithLove-FromMe Mar 21, 2013
I submitted a poem but its still in review? just wandering the status on that :)
thank you!
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*apple-fresh Feb 14, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
do I just have to press the 'join' button to join or do I have to fill up any other requirements in order to join? just curious :)
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~LeahJordyLoo Jan 2, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for accepting my work!!! :)
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~XxShatteredAngelxX Jan 2, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
You are truly welcome :)
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~LeahJordyLoo Jan 2, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
If you don't mind my asking, is it automated, or is someone actually reading it first?
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~XxShatteredAngelxX Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Someone is actually reading it first before a vote is cast. May I ask why you asked?
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~CMN2GTU Dec 7, 2012
Only five submissions per day?

I can't get just one approved in a week.

Guess I won't be contributing much here.
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~shad0wbeast Oct 22, 2012  Student Writer
I am sorry but i don't feel like i contribute in anyway to the group and i don't think that's fair to those of you that do so i decided to simply watch the group instead of uselessly filling a role that someone else would be better suited to fill.
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Mood: Joy ~LauraS45 Aug 26, 2012
thank you for accepting my work :)
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=DarlingAngel0565 Oct 11, 2012  Professional Writer
You are truly welcome :)
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