A Twisted Tale: The Wonderland Massacre (Coming Soon)

"On April 2nd, 2015, we stumbled upon a seemingly brilliant idea. Taking a moment to view Britney Seereeram’s artwork, I realized that it would make for a great story. “Something wicked this way comes.” I soon realized. Her artwork gave way to a very dark idea, something that would challenge Stephen King and Edgar Allan [...]

Damned. ♥︎

Copyright © 2014 Anisa Nasir Damned.  What is it I see here, a black door for the fallen The one day of winter, the blankets trodden In remembrance of how we pity the deceived For this damnation is the life we’ve achieved. There’s a meaning that runs like blood in my veins Like the Red [...]

My Notebook (Poetry): The Intervention ♥

The Intervention Sing with me, these words I mean This hardship of life, I’m sure we’ve all seen Caught up in broken love, a curse from up above  Now as one, we must intervene.    Can you believe the pain we’ve been through? Can you see just how far we’ve come? Not a day goes [...]

My Notebook (Poetry): “Abelia” ♥

ABELIA This was simple, this was life You were magnificent, until that night What was it that had been severed? For my love was to become what you’d endeavor.   Running, running, running I was  For this had become what darkness does Swallowing, swallowing, swallowing it was I was lost to myself, a memory aborning.  [...]

My Notebook: Poetry (2 Pieces)!

"These poems are available on Wattpad.com and the link to each individual poem is listed underneath it. If you liked them, please spare a vote! Thank you! ♥" Who Am I? (Poetically Penned: The Black Widow Spider)  When does this violence cease? Dependent and dead, a heart that pleads Who am I to change this fate? Who [...]

Pandora’s Box

"I wrote this poem for English Class, and I thought I'd share it with you! I hope you like it!" Pandora's Box This vagrancy has left me to wonder, this journey is none but mine The edges of my dress, torn with amaranthine time For what is love if not bound by whom’ve entwined This [...]

The Murderous Mistress

The Murderous Mistress There I stood, watching from a distance There she stood, none other than a crimson grimace Her red stilettos walked away, from what was said For the man she loved, was finally dead.       Down the alleyways, into the starless unlit Another life taken, another throat slit The story remained [...]