Least Read Non-Fiction Prose
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The more I think the angrier I get them I think some more. I have close to nothing left at least I have my mother. I'm no longer a part of the army. No my own inability to.... Idk just my inability has cost me my military career my ride to college. What future is left an 18 year old who's anxiety and fear controller him. Who cries because he is too weak to be a man and get over himself. Honestly that is who I am.
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Grey Area
I’ve been living in this mist. This achromatic atmosphere. An environment with no darkness and no light. I am unaware of what these feelings are that I possess. The dread of sunlight, the comfort of rain and night. Love is this thing I don’t understand. It seems as though it is merely an object, an object that kind of just floats around my mind. It seems as though it can never become a part of me, but rather just surround outside of me. I can observe it, I can see it happening, but I’m not sure I can feel it. It’s this idea that exists like the idea of God. I revel in this monotone lifestyle....
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I'm somewhere out there..
I feel strange, thus i wonder, cause I'm dwelling with repetitions of answers that leave me without direction. I am told I am different and unlike any other they've met. Which amplifies what I've found, what I know, nothing of my reflection. Which I seek, one who is the same. But even those I meet haven't before found me.. I must settle about myself who is still a mystery as my potential other to be found ;).. hah - AtR
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Never Wins, Never Loses
I've been battling with depression lately. I'm losing. I thought I was winning until someone told me, "Nothing bothers you"
That hurt. That hurt a lot. That's when I realized that there are four of me. The first two are defense mechanism and the other two are less defensive.
The first one is the public Spitz. The one that is never bothered. He is always joking, never to be fazed. He is always the first to make an inappropriate joke. One such joke is to walk up to a group of people, preferably one that has no recognizable faces, and claims he fucks sheep. When...
That hurt. That hurt a lot. That's when I realized that there are four of me. The first two are defense mechanism and the other two are less defensive.
The first one is the public Spitz. The one that is never bothered. He is always joking, never to be fazed. He is always the first to make an inappropriate joke. One such joke is to walk up to a group of people, preferably one that has no recognizable faces, and claims he fucks sheep. When...
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Is this it?
Time has shifted up a lot of different ways
I can't say I feel the same but I feel the same
If you can understand what I am saying I'm saying something we both know to be true. It's killing me to have to put an end to this. It's hurting me even more to continue on in it. Acting and not winning an Oscar as long as I have played this role on screen and off. We have had better days and I understand this cage you have surrounded me in. Building your walls of glass and watching me run round the wheels. Living a lie, and feeling like my wounds won't heal. I know you love me and I love you...
I can't say I feel the same but I feel the same
If you can understand what I am saying I'm saying something we both know to be true. It's killing me to have to put an end to this. It's hurting me even more to continue on in it. Acting and not winning an Oscar as long as I have played this role on screen and off. We have had better days and I understand this cage you have surrounded me in. Building your walls of glass and watching me run round the wheels. Living a lie, and feeling like my wounds won't heal. I know you love me and I love you...
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A Dream
(This is based solely on a dream I had on not on anything real)
She lay in the hospital bed. Her wrists and ankles were bound with every sort of bandage the hospital could produce, and I could see the little indents of the stitches that held her hand to the rest of her arm. The doctor came behind me, and said in a cold voice.
"It's a blessing she's alive."
I cringed, neither her nor I believed in blessing and the like. Was this a blessing? To her it wasn't, I didn't know what to feel. But at the moment I felt like I wasn't really breathing, just like her,...
She lay in the hospital bed. Her wrists and ankles were bound with every sort of bandage the hospital could produce, and I could see the little indents of the stitches that held her hand to the rest of her arm. The doctor came behind me, and said in a cold voice.
"It's a blessing she's alive."
I cringed, neither her nor I believed in blessing and the like. Was this a blessing? To her it wasn't, I didn't know what to feel. But at the moment I felt like I wasn't really breathing, just like her,...
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June 22nd 2014
I slept till 14 and made eggs while drinking orange juice, naked. To my surprise, one of my roommate's parents were over. We were all mortified. My roommate came in after all of us screamed. He was very angry at me. Apparently he told me to get out of the house before noon. He didn't know I wasn't awake. Funny how those things work out so perfectly. If you're wondering why I was making eggs naked, I too am wondering the same thing.
I personally like to think Walt Disney is a Nazi that is in favor of homosexual couples. I think Disney did something that was pro LGBT, which probably...
I personally like to think Walt Disney is a Nazi that is in favor of homosexual couples. I think Disney did something that was pro LGBT, which probably...
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Dear diary
font=Times New Roman]Today i went to work,
and when i got there i walk past the mens locker room
and see this hot guy abs and all changing his clothes(we dont have proper locker rooms with no doors ) and OMG
my mind just went from blank to how many ways i can tackle this man
and lick his abs , his sexy hazel eyes and his big hunky arms i just wanted him to pick me up and take me away,
Then he slowly walks up to me and im thinking great im in the
greatst moment ive had at work so far and whispers in my ear
'wake up'
I open my eyes and my boyfriend is...
and when i got there i walk past the mens locker room
and see this hot guy abs and all changing his clothes(we dont have proper locker rooms with no doors ) and OMG
my mind just went from blank to how many ways i can tackle this man
and lick his abs , his sexy hazel eyes and his big hunky arms i just wanted him to pick me up and take me away,
Then he slowly walks up to me and im thinking great im in the
greatst moment ive had at work so far and whispers in my ear
'wake up'
I open my eyes and my boyfriend is...
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Freewriting- warm up for Compo Test
I like to do this...thing. Before composition tests (every Tuesday), I'd freewrite. This was a (surprisingly coherent) page of my Exercise Book from this week. It's a really noncommittal thing, but I like it. Thoughts?
I want to write a story.
I want to write a story I can drown in. I want it to be an ocean. I want it to be endless and unexpected, no matter how much of it one's explored. I want it to be deceptively deep. I want it to be profound, bottomless, in the sense that perhaps one needn't see the end--on just needs to know that it's there, somewhere, always a breath a way;...
I want to write a story.
I want to write a story I can drown in. I want it to be an ocean. I want it to be endless and unexpected, no matter how much of it one's explored. I want it to be deceptively deep. I want it to be profound, bottomless, in the sense that perhaps one needn't see the end--on just needs to know that it's there, somewhere, always a breath a way;...
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10 months into being back and I feel like I've been mostly successful.
Girl-wise, poetry-wise, politics-wise, friends-wise, interview-wise, jobs-wise, adventures-wise, self potential wise things have been better than ever.
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Met lots of girls. Had 3 serious things but no relationships yet. Learnt from them. On the good side: I mostly do things right. Lessons: need to have fair deal of politics in common, needs to live locally, can't be travelling, needs to like similar music for hanging out purposes, doesn't necessarily have to be activist.
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Had 3 jobs and about 5 interviews-possibly more than ever before.
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Met lots of girls. Had 3 serious things but no relationships yet. Learnt from them. On the good side: I mostly do things right. Lessons: need to have fair deal of politics in common, needs to live locally, can't be travelling, needs to like similar music for hanging out purposes, doesn't necessarily have to be activist.
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Had 3 jobs and about 5 interviews-possibly more than ever before.
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He
He was a strong gust of wind that had barley brushed up against the bridge of my nose. His presence sent a shiver down my spine. Normally my brain would command to close myself off but my heart somehow slowly convinced me to open my doors a little bit wider. When his eyes met mine I grew uneasy but drawn so much closer. A clatter of emotions collected within me, rattling my bones and clenching my breath. I let him explore my soul. He opened past my cover page. He dusted off the fossils that lay deep under the thin layer of fresh soil a top of my dead and crumbled crust. He may have known me...
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Nocturnal disorder.
12 am, midnight commonly people say..
I feel,
the end of day is the start of night,
the start of day is the end of night.
Sun set, Sun rise..
Every moment among the shadow side is midnight.
haha I must contest those who rest
It's easy when you're awake.. ;) - AtR
I feel,
the end of day is the start of night,
the start of day is the end of night.
Sun set, Sun rise..
Every moment among the shadow side is midnight.
haha I must contest those who rest
It's easy when you're awake.. ;) - AtR
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DU Poetry : Least Read Non-Fiction Prose: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters (Page 3)