sign up or log in for additional features. (It's free!)
Balderdash! he yelled,
enraged by young lust.
Wriggling his white,
arthritis plagued hands
’round in tight circles.
Eager for his wife.
But she was sleeping,
Waiting for him to
arrive by her side.
Rest together in
By [Sic] Philosophy URL on 03.20.2013
They believed she was a dog. They believed they should beware of her. She wasn’t the dog to beware of, they were.
By Grace on 03.20.2013
Beware! The warning couldn’t have been more clear. Proceed at your own risk. We are not responsible if you come to harm.
How many people do you suppose believed it? And how many more, even if believing, took it as a dare?
The toll of dead and injured testified to human folly.
By chipschap on 03.20.2013
Don’t stare, keep your mind open and senses keen. There is no excuse for paranoia but to express your awareness is always in good practice. A word taken for granted.
By Daniel on 03.20.2013
“That sign says, uh, that sign says ‘Beware’ so maybe we should, y’know –”
“Jon, that’s why we’re going this way.”
“Well, uh. Well that doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.”
“Sure it does! C’mon, I’ll protect you.”
“I’d rather not… need protecting…”
By Julia A. URL on 03.20.2013
Of your mind. be aware of what you truly do think and what sadness is making you think. Be aware of people who may hurt you. Be aware of the people closest to you because they are the ones that hurt you the most. Be aware of other cars on the streets because you might get in an accident and get ptsd like me.
By jessica on 03.20.2013
Beware false happiness
goodness and love
The man who stays alone
is never rejected or hurt
more than what he already owns
By jonathon on 03.20.2013
When things are dark and troubled, beware. Always, it behooves you to be vigilant but especially when it’s dark, and even more so if there’s a storm or fog around. Haven’t you ever watched a horror movie? Those people never seem to beware of their surroundings, and it always bites them in the butt.
By Colby Wilson on 03.20.2013
“The sign said ‘beware’, Jesra! ‘Beware’!” he repeated, emphasizing the word in both fear and irritation.
I rolled my eyes as I stepped further inside. “That’s the whole point, Deslin,” I said honestly. “If it wasn’t forbidden, it wouldn’t be fun,”
Taera chuckled from somewhere behind me and I couldn’t help but smile into the darkness. But, then again, she always did have that effect on me.
By S.C. Lovelace on 03.20.2013
Be aware of your surroundings. And beware of those whom you place in your surroundings.
By Jade on 03.20.2013
Beware the person who knows what’s best for you.
Beware the easy answer or the shortcut.
Beware the quick fix.
Beware a cocoon that protects you from your fears.
Face your fears, move out and upward and the world will beware you.
By Robin on 03.20.2013
beware the tigers at the end of the garden. They’re always hungry and they have no sense of taste. They’ll eat anyone! They aren’t very polite and they do tend to smell bad. Luckily I have a big garden, so I can’t smell them from the house. Whenever I have to go to the bottom of my garden, I take a whistle and a big stick, so I can poke the tigers. You have to be especially brave (or crazy) to do this, but then I never did like to live my life in a jar.
By Juliet on 03.20.2013
There’s a cliff ahead of you. The road’s filled with holes. The dogs are not friendly. This isn’t a nice neighborhood. The weather’s turning nasty.
By Chris Clow on 03.20.2013
By Mitchell Wise on 03.20.2013
Beware of the girl under the stare
She fights not for light or what is fair.
Her actions are pressured, not by reason or rhyme,
But by his selfish desires, and she’s running out of time.
Beware of the girl under the stair,
For he selfishly he hides her there
Her hopes, dreams, colors have withered
Her smile remains nothing but a shiver.
Once she was a girl so fair,
With flowered dresses and feathered hair
You should have seen her smile, her grace!
She wrapped others wounds with lace.
She is but a caged creature now,
Forced to sing only for his never pleased brow
Her voice has lost it’s strength, he songs have lost their meaning
Her dress is stained, withered
And she is forever singing.
By Cafune on 03.20.2013
Watch out its going to get ou the dog he is behind your drooling down behind you as you walk here is a bat quick hit him with it or we will bot die. its a good thing im looking out ffor you or else we would ever make it. also remember that letter i recieved in the mail last wek? Islt said somthing about abgolden sachel…do you have any idea what thats about.????
By Anna on 03.20.2013
beware of dog
may be vicious
does not take well to strangers…
sounds a lot like someone i used to know
By Brittany Ann on 03.20.2013
Beware of charming men or as they used to say: Greeks bearing gifts or maybe it was horses. Beware the Ides of March. Those winds can drive you crazy. Beware of anything that sounds too good to be true; it usually is.
By alyce on 03.20.2013
Advice for a Bipolar Life:
Beware the downs.
Beware the sleeps, and the naps.
Enjoy the ups, but beware the next.
Be happy, but Be Ware.
By Megan Gery on 03.20.2013
Beware The Lethargy of Time. It will drain your vitality and energy. Sleep deep under its influence. Beware its invisible reaching fingers. Beware, before it steals away your day. Beware.
By Savannah on 03.20.2013
Beware. Beware the creepy noises of branches and the creeks of the house. Beware the silent whispers and sounds you hear at night. Beware the black shadow on the corner of your eye. Please Beware, because something is there.
By Taylor on 03.20.2013
Beware the heart that chances love. It isn’t what you think it is. Beautiful, enchanting, yes; but often the magic is fleeting. The temporary thrill that calls to us, with promises in words once meant, dwindles into tiny crumbs to be pecked up by hungry little birds trying to survive at any cost. Don’t be a wedding cake top tossed into a freezer to savor love’s captive moment to be opened later to honor the past and instead be found ruined by freezer burn–inedible and wasted by time.
By JDwrites on 03.20.2013
There was a warning, whispered through the halls, whispered in my ears, whispered in my head. “Don’t do it,” the voices warned, but I walked slowly on, making my way past the locked, white-washed doors to the one third from the end on the right, where I turned to face the small, dingy window before turning the knob and letting it creak open.
By Christinymous on 03.20.2013
beware of the children
they are not as happy as you think
beware of their chicanery,
and jelly-spilt mouths
words of far greater wisdom
spring out of those wells, with a tongue as a bucket
far wiser than you would think
beware of the children
they are not as naive, or as simple
as you think
By Alison on 03.20.2013
BEWARE OF MY SIS.
By Jason on 03.20.2013
You need to beware of some people. Some people you just cannot not trust. You need to take some caution and be safe. You need to beware. Some people may hurt your feelings and
By Rebekkah Schultz on 03.20.2013
beware of the teeth waiting in the shadows, willing to bite down on your toes. But be warned of those hiding in the sunlight, under the guise of a flower with nectar dripping in poison.
By Bobbi B on 03.20.2013
“Beware for what lies ahead” the sign read. Ignoring the wooden sign and painted words, Phryne gazed up at the gigantic wonder. In awe, she slowly walked into the dense forest, mesmerized by its charm. She had completely forgotten his father’s strict advice and was now entering the Unreturnable.
By OneJen on 03.20.2013
nonconformity is the way to go
beware of the dog
beware of society
do not cave
do not depress
it is best to say what to do
rather than not
do what society does not
By Katherine on 03.20.2013
Beware, an interesting word. Usually bringing forth feelings of dread, images of empty scenes and scary parks. All saying “Beware” “Beware of dog” “Stay out”
What if it means “Be aware?”
Why does nobody analyze words this way?
By Alisa on 03.20.2013
Wariness is important, you should be ware of everything. People are fragile things that bruise and shatter easily. Not everybody is out to hurt you but certainly nobody is out to help you.
By Ryan on 03.20.2013
Beware the darkness of doubt that slithers down your consciousnesses, it is far more dangerous than the unknown monsters of your own imaginations.
By Minette Tonoli on 03.20.2013
Beware of the signs, devil has your tongue through your mind. Your lost within the words that won’t come out. Dont try to talk, just sit and say it all through your head.
By Lucy Cooney on 03.20.2013
Beware of those who will use you for their own gain. Beware the whispered lies and incomplete truths.
By Mackenzie URL on 03.20.2013
beware of everything before you, and what you might not be able to see. sometimes the things that lurk right in front of you are what you need to look out for, but often times they will be invisible to you. beware of the monster under your bed, the possible harms and hurts that it might cause you. But most of all, beware of yourself, for you can take actions that you might never have expected, and you might not even realize that what you are doing brings more harm than good. Beware, of everything, because in this world nothing is to be trusted and nothing is ever honest.
By Emily on 03.20.2013
When the rain comes, it is too much for the thirsty ground. The first droplets splatter, leaving dark patches in the dust, quickly soaking in; they leave a pointillist imagining along the ground, small dots joining into larger, larger dots melding into a whole. And that whole is water.
By Vat on 03.20.2013
Beware. A WORD THAT HOLDS DANGER AND MAKES YOU STOP AND THINK BEFORE YOU DO WHAT YOU PROBABLY SHOULDN’T. SEEN AROUND AMERICA ON FENCES CONTAINING VICIOUS, SWEET, OR LAZY DOGS.
By Damika on 03.20.2013
Its funny that this word is immediatley associated with the sense of danger. It doesn’t HAVE to be that way. It could be a slight warning or even just advice through experience. It doesn’t have to be bad. It’s just thought of that way all the time.
By Jack on 03.20.2013
beware of something unknown
By vero on 03.20.2013
Watch your back. Beware of the temper flaming up inside my soul. It blazes, causing my hands to tremble. I lose my grip on the glass in my hand. Falling to the floor it shatters into a million pieces. This draws your attention to my spot at the table. The knife in my other hand is shaking from my rage. We lock eyes, the intensity of our stares collide causing an explosion in the tension. Others notice; they stop and stare. That won’t prevent the anger from oozing out. Watch your back. I warned you to beware, yet you crossed my path once again. Bringing my hand down hard the knife sticks into the table. With sickening realization, your big blue eyes widen in horror. For you know where the knife is going next. Beware, you had better start running. Here I come.
By untamedimagination on 03.20.2013
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.