Hi, I'm Megan I'm 13 and a budding singer songwriter. Scripts, songwriting, poems and news reports are my favorite types of writing, but I love virtually anything! But on here poems are my speciality! I have a curious mind and my poems are usually deep! Thanks :D
I'm sorry guys I thought I'd never do this but I'm leaving I'll love Opuss and you all forever xxxxxxxxx Megan p.s don't forget me x.
Got to go to a party, Tonight, Well at seven, I don't like parties, It's boring, It's my cousins, I like her, But parties are boring. I'm such a sado. *anyone else like this???!.
Just curious how many people living outside of the UK are now on here. Comment if you are. *just cos I'm nosy!.
Who says kids are too young for love.
This is new to me, This feeling, I never felt it with my ex, This feeling, But I chat to him, And I feel a warm fuzz in the bottom of my heart, He lightens up my day, Always a story to tell, He may...
Hi everyone I'm pretty mature but I'm looking for a bit of adult guidance, please help.
Whenever we go for a drink, Or a meal, My favourite bit is the last part, No not the pud, (Although I do like that too) I mean the lemon, That comes in my drink.
I've been in this place a year, A year and a day, Waiting for someone to help me, To save me.
I love you Opussians, As you all know, As we all do, As we all should.
The Yorkshire Saying: "If tha' ever does owt for nowt do it for tha' sen'" *I live in Yorkshire and who the hell says this?.
I look into the fruit bowl, And it looks so strange and weird. Rotten fruit to the right, All black and mushy. To my left fresh fruit, So pulp and juicy.
What is happening. I'm watching Xtra Factor, And a woman just grabbed Gary's bum. (Grrrr... He's mine!) Mel B or whatever she's called, Is so grumpy, She hates on everyone.
1, 2... Spin the gun. 3, 4... One person dead on the floor. 5, 6... Which choice will you take. 7, 8... Too late..
A storms a brewing, And the rain is pouring, Running down our road so fast, The thunder is crackling, And Molly the 18 year old cat ears are going back, Alfie the dog is curled up to me with a...
I woke up to the sound of music, But not that of which I'd like to hear, Church bells. Chiming a sad tune for poor Grandpa Tim's funeral.
What is peace to you. Another used up druggie gone down for crime. A hippie. Smoking weed and listening to music. You think that's peace.
*be warned, this may offend (Jewish people especially) although I do think this way I am not meaning to upset, so sorry if I do.
Thank you day today, But who to thank. First of all to all the people who I have fought before, @Fly10 especially, Something I deeply regret... Next to all my followers.
I'm so sad that after all these years, You've never had a mini you. A woman so nice, And a man so kind. Why. I ask the Good Lord, Why may these two never have a happy child.
Boredom. Is what I fear most. Hated by so many, I hate it most. Nobody to text, iPod shuts itself down, Wii ran out of batteries, Too lazy to read, Too lazy to do anything.
You can chain me, You can beat me, But nothing you do can perceive me any different in your eyes, Time and time again you put my head in the water, Chain me and whip me you do, Don't know why I still...
Double windows now, And such a stir up in the comments. @naaviie has already put up half the window, And now @Jamtots is busy putting up the second. Shame we hired two workmen we only did need one.
#household Look at the walls, So many walls, Closing on what you know... On one wall is a picture of your family, The ones still in the land of the living.
Hi everyone I just had an idea for a competition. Everyday a person thinks of a title for a poem or story and the competitors must write a poem or story titled that.
I can mouth it to you, I can sign it to you, I can write it to you, I can even speak it to you, And you understand. But when we want a conversation that flows I cannot say what I want.
I know your secret, You killed Hev, And she ran away, Two traumas in the space of a few days, Now everyone wonders why I can't think straight, Why I can't hold a wine glass without dropping it, Why...
Mother, I'm tired of fetching the water, I'm tired of drinking it unclean, I'm tired of being this body, I'm tired of my body so lean, I'm tired of Father killing the animals, Can we not just have...
I have a family, Two kids and a husband. Still in debt from the marriage, A few hundred thousand I think...
I took the razor, It scared me to think in a moment it would touch my skin, I hesitated, But went in. Slice. It cut my skin.
I'll probably post my story sometime soon which I said I'd do weeks back sometime this week I think it should be up..
Curse you blessed soul, You told your lies, While I admitted mine, You hid the truth from me, While I spoke my mind. You know sometimes, I'm glad I'm not still with you..
I look in the mirror and I see someone else, I do not wish this, Please. I don't see my smile, I see a pale face with a grim frown, Too wide and such red lips...
Even as a child I loved the deep, I was like a water baby, But not like that at all, Once I was in the sea I wanted to stay there, Beneath it's ripples forever...
Who do you like on YouTube. I love barelypolitical (also known as awesome!) and Jenna Marbles. Anyone else like them too?.
My ranks going up, But it makes me feel bad, As I constantly check what rank I am, I wish I could stop, This sad addiction, You start laughing at others ranks, I can't follow you. Your rank 3000.
Hi, just a blog on me now.
Dragons. Scaly skin so brilliant, Red scales, Green scales, Yellow scales. Maybe we can paint them with nail varnish... And use crackle, And magnetic on them. My oh my.
You sat in front of that fireplace as a child, Young and innocent, On your Grandpa's lap.
Slowly the truth is loading I'm weighted down with writing Words lying deep and even Strung out and dreaming of Night falling on Opuss Quite something to behold Don't it just look so ugly This...
What is this thing with OCD. What do you even think that it means. What does it stand for. Isn't everyone that's got it obsessed with cleaning. Oh. I know.
Funny how a dream soon turns to a nightmare, Which one is which. Do I want to care. Do I even want to know.
Balloon flying high in the sky, Sky blue, Nose red, Bumblebee yellow. Flying away, Balloons in the sky. The colour of our moods... What mood are you. #youngwritershousehold.
Arrrrr. Here they come again. The Shower gel Thieves. Their at it again. One minute it's here, Next it is gone, What the hell I never used half the tube.
If your a skateboarding dog you must be fearless, You must be cool. If you push off with your feet, You ain't half neat. But if your a dog and you can't skateboard... Well, What a fail.
Thanks @littleone I'm so happy to be the one who picks a word. The word is: Bible Hoping for something really good maybe some religious rants or... Anything really. Have fun.
"Switch off the light now children, The monsters won't get you, Their all in your head!" "Mother. Mother!" "What my Dear?" "I fear the monster is near!" "Don't be silly.
Remember spice from the corner shop. When you were young. Always seemed funny to me as a spice is like Cumin, Not a lemon sherbet. Remember the hard boiled sweets. Sherbet pips.
'"Where are they taking us?" I hear a young boy say to his Father, He shakes his head and glances at me. They yank us out of the train. 'Work camp'.
We are in hiding, The lucky ones, Nice and safe, Or so we thought... A voice, Speaking in gruff, mean German, "Hand's up!" A gunshot, Loud and ear-piercing...
Who am I, What am I to them. Live or die, Do I care now, We are just vermin, Rats, Cockroaches... A sharp pain in my wrist... Stegi Stersi B-5697, I am no longer Felix Smith...
He is the first light at the end of a tunnel, He is the first tree, He is the first glint of dappled sunlight, He is the first bee buzzing merrily, He is the first dotted, crumpled leaf, He is the...
Pebble, Smooth and grey. Smooth like the world, Smooth like your perfect face. Smooth like the line on a contract, Smooth like graphics on a computer screen.
Let's sit in the chair, And watch the world go by Darling. Kiss me on the lips if you dare Darling, While we watch the world like CCTV.
Door, Door, Open to a different land, Door, Door, Open to a different path, Door, Door, Open up my life for God to see. And how ashamed he will be... #youngwritershousehold.
Come on Opussia. just tag it #quotesandpoems.
Key to my heart. Key to heaven. Key to hell. Key to the one-night B&B. Key to the torture chamber. Key to the private home. Key to the prison cell. So manys keys, So many meanings... #household.
Hi Opussians. I've got news for you. Today I bought a scrapbook and in it I'm going to be putting quotes and poems. Although not MY quotes or MY poems. I want yours.
In the jewelry box is all things beautiful. In the jewelry box is all things glittery. In the jewelry box is all things gold. In the jewelry box my necklace hides my childish secret.
Not meaning to offend, Or upset, But Opussians. Where are our manners?. No thanks for a repost, No reply for a comment... Seriously Guys. What the hell is happening?. #wheresourmanners.
We know of lots of ice creams: Vanilla, Strawberry, Chocolate, Even bubblegum. But peanut butter. Seriously?.
Dripping down your back as I run my finger down your spine, Dripping from the bottle I drink from, Dripping down the broken window pane, Dripping from the clouds, Dripping down my thirsty throat...
Gold. Golden Eye, Gun in the bag, Time for death, Time to die. Go for gold. But what about silver. Will you take home the best or the second best. Golden ring.
Oh just some water, Missing your teabag, If I can throw one in then you would be taster.
Click on the lightbulb, The light in the dark, Seeing past all your troubles, Lending you on your way.
Look through the window at yourself and who you were. Look at your fashion, See your friends, Look inside that baby face and sweet, gentle heart. Look back more and see yourself being born.
Hi everyone just come to say I have just finished writing a long 22 long chapter story for English. I would like to know if you'd like me to post it on here.
My bones slowing deforming, My arms continuously working. Life in the factory. Scoop up the fallen cotton, Down on my knees, Help me please... Life in the factory.
I was sat in RE today and we were doing something about time travel-I know, a bit too scientific for RE, right.
In the cupboard I hide all my nightmares, In the cupboard I hide what I most fear. I cannot open that cupboard, Unless I wish death on myself, Monsters lurking inside...
Your profile picture a paw, You follow but never like, You repost nothing. You never write a single thing, Within a day your bored and gone, Unless you just hang around and read three pieces a day.
I'm dumped, What else can I say. And it's all my fault. Once again, Once again. I upset you, What else can I say. And it's all my fault. Once again, Once again. I did it, What else can I say.
Dust settles upon your lifeless chest, Now that your dead. Dust settles upon your bare head, Now that your dead. Dust settles upon your coffin, As the coffin droppers drop it...
Through the Looking Glass the world is clearer, Only through the Looking Glass I hold the world more dear.
Michael Jackson, I love you. Michael, How can I forget you. Michael, How do I tell my boyfriend I'm two timing. Michael, I don't know how to say this but, I'm madly in love with you.
I'm a Paparazzi, I'm busy tracking down Cheryl Cole, And you if you happen to win Xfactor some time.
'Come get your flags. £5 for a big one and £2 for a little one!' A man shouts. Slush Puppies are in everyone's hands, And lollies are also selling good.
When you told me you were going to Afghanistan, And I told you it was over.
She dressed up in her short top and dress, No, Just bra and panties she thought, Out she goes, To the club, 'Ok show me all you've got hun' the boss yells, She begins to spin round the pole, Her head...
On this bus I feel like crying, On this bus I feel like dying... On this bus it's crowded, But on this bus I'm isolated...
You can hurt me, You can hunt me, You won't catch me. You can kill me, Because you can't kill me, I'll live on in Heaven instead.
Here's my heart, Please feel free to take it. But if you do, Beware I won't make it without you....
If God loves everyone aren't we all having affairs?.
Oh, Biscuits. Oh, Chocolate galore. Oh, Ice-cream. Oh, Yummy custard creams. Please, Your going to make me fat. Feed me the fruit, Feed me the goodness.
Just came on Opuss about an hour ago and read through all my feed that has come through throughout the day and last night and, seriously, what the hell has happened?.
Baby, Don't do it, I wish you'd listen. Don't stretch your ear, It doesn't want to be stretched. Don't shave your eyebrow, Just to look 'gangsta', You know I don't approve...
Oh, Well there was a great fight, And someone got hurt, More like something. Something inhuman, Something immortal, Something not normal...
Front- Forget Top Cat Back- Meet Opuss!.
Front- Kitty cat nice and fat. Back- OPUSS No word is left out!.
Racist words used but all is meant in good nature. --------------------------------- I have skin of a chocolate bar, You have skin like someone already dead.
She's back in the house. Yes, that's right, @aleishagayle20 is back. Look in the comments on my Shame On You it proves she's back. We welcome you with our Opuss Paws Aleisha. Welcome back!!.
Today the cat lost one of it's seven life's, Due to a broken heart, The King and Queen left her, But it's still got six left, So let's put it behind us, For the sake of our kitty, Opuss.
I'm sorry, Forget the Shame on You, What about the Shame on Me.
We may not have been the closest of friends, And I may not have followed you, And you may not have followed me, But you've backed down to the bull now, Cowering in a corner...
He's wanders with a mask, You do not see his face, Any normal person would think this a disgrace, But on here we live with our open minds, Not self-contained all the time.
Stay with my sweetheart, My sweetheart Kai, Never break up or fall out, Have a kid, A baby girl, And dogs and cats, Hamsters too.
It's the Jubilee, What shall I do. I don't really see the point, Just like with the wedding last year. All she's done is sit and call for grapes, Patting her Corgi's and getting her maid to walk them.
If you don't know him check him out: David Gray Search him on groove shark not YouTube because no good results come up on YouTube.
I'm bored of waiting, Bored of crying, Bored of dying, Bored of everything. We see this world in colour, But it's like I'm colour blind... Why you ask.
Out alone, No drink, No food to eat. Left out in a box, At the side of a road, Left out in the cold, Left out till I die.
Here you come again, Pulling Mother and me from our home, Putting us in chains and whipping with your whips. Loading me onto your ship like cheap cargo, Making me sleep in my own urine.