Looking into the proverbial trophy case,I see lots of awardsWon by peopleThat worked hard (or not)In an array of creative talents,I often wonderIs my turn to shine coming?Sure, some people are morePopular than others,Does it mean thatIt's a popularity contest?Guess it's the wayThe world works.Underdogs everywhereDeserve credit, andDon't need their egosStroked like some do.Hard work usually goes Unnoticed,Mediocrity and se...

Trolling around story sites Looking to prey on Independent writers. Seeing well-crafted stories posted by The original author. Picking one with a high Number of votes, It gets snatched and Posted in the thief’s Username, passing it off As his or her own. The thief loves those sites. “They’ll never notice,” Says the thief. The authors noticed, Did their research on Plagiarism, Found their stories, Caused a ruckus over The...

I fell for someone hardOnline.Seemed like the perfectFit for me.A number of steamyText messages and Instant messagesGave birth to Two hot stories.Everything came toA screeching halt.No connection online,No greeting on my profile,Not even a phone callTo hear your voice.Are you a real person,Or a figmentOf my imagination.

Another birthday came and went. Big fucking whoop. When you’re a child, you relish on the fact that you have a birthday and everyone gets to share it with you. That only happens when your birthday is during the school year. If you were born on a holiday, Christmas break, spring break, or that time when the school year is over, you got to celebrate with your classmates. The ones born during summer vacation always got the r...

Today is Austin’s last day in Detroit. He is heading to Dallas to teach classes on economics at a university while working towards his doctorate in the subject. One of our coworkers decided to throw him a surprise going-away party. I was hesitant, but decided to attend, because I wanted to be a good sport and show that I am a team player, a big surprise for everyone. The real reason I was reluctant to go was because I had...

Boy meets girl Girl meets boy They become close Hanging out, Sharing secrets, Swearing to protect One another Girl marches across The stage; Boy graduates from summer school. They lose contact, Secretly wishing they Will meet again. Several years later, Girl spies boy Via social networking page Boy is happy to hear from her And sees his girl again Girl moved to a different state Boy has girlfriend In same state of his gir...

The sun has setHumidity has notPeople gatheredOn their porchesListening to music.Couples enjoying the nightKnowing summer's comingTo a close.A cool breeze comes through Bringing down the humidity.People go back into Their air-conditioned homesFor game night.While others ventureInto the club sceneTo troll for a nightOf debauchery on aSteamy summer's night.

The hot sunWarms my skinSky-blue heavens,Not a cloud in sight.Birds chirping awayIn their bird languageChildren chasing The ice cream truckFamilies gathered togetherFor a cookout in the parkBeach goers swimming inThe rivers, lakes and Swimming holes.As for me,I'm enjoying a lazySummer breeze in a hammockWith a water bottle,A good book to read,And daydreaming aboutThe future.

I woke up on a bright Saturday morning to the birds chirping and the sun shining in my face. Today is our wedding anniversary and I have something to tell my husband of one year. My gift to him is one he’ll never expect. I look up and see my husband carrying a tray with food for two into the bedroom. “Happy Anniversary, babe,” Jayson, my husband, says to me. “Happy Anniversary, darling,” I respond, kissing him. “I have a...

You want to know the real reason why sleeping with your friends is a very bad idea? I learned that lesson the hard way back four years ago when I hooked up with Billy. We started out as friends back in high school until we lost contact with one another. With the advent of social networking sites MySpace and Facebook, it was really easy for us to find each other. I really enjoyed talking to him during a time of turmoil for...

Twelve yearsOf blood,Sweat, and TearsCulminate on This night.The class BrainiacPrepared hisOr her speech To the class.The class presidentHas a few words to Say.The rest of the classIsn’t hearing it.They’re waiting To go toThe wildest Graduation partyThe school hasEver seen.Family and Friends cheerAs the names are called outOne by one.Pictures areTaken againAs they wereA couple of weeks agoAt the prom.Off the classGo in th...

Ah, the high school prom A rite of passage For those In high school. The young ladies: Spa treatment Hair, gossip, Nails, And the Perfect prom dress. The young men: Fresh haircut, Rented vehicle Or cleaned out Vehicle Brand new tuxes Shined shoes Corsages for Their dates. Pictures taken By parents Off they go. Music blasting In the ballrooms Friends check out Each other’s clothes Pictures upon Pictures are taken Votes for...

On a cloudy day like today, I think of loss Friendships Lovers Family members Opportunities Not what I wanted To happen In my life. Cloudy days Allow me to Reflect on my Life, and what Exciting new adventures Life has in store For me Down the road. I look forward To cloudy days, A day like today.

Ah, the high school reunion,Seeing the same old faces,That you abhorred,All those years ago.Some have matured,Others stayed the same.Your best friend from,Way back when.Pick up right where, The two of you, Have left off.Old enemies apologize to you,Everything is good in da 'hood.Favorite teachers have, Retired after thirty years.Some have passed away.The meeting of old flames,Nothing but respect,For one another.After toni...

Home alone, once again. You’re not here To hold me, Comfort me, Lay in bed with me. Why did we break up? I miss the weekends We spent all day In bed, cuddling, Kissing, Touching. I remember the First day you said I love you To me. I was on cloud nine That day. When we broke up, I became depressed, Went back to My old habits. I really need you Right now. Please? It’s raining in my life, And I’m drowning In my tears. Come b...