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Lighthouse
A Poem by
Sophie B.
A small vessel On stormy seas The little broken ship that is me Struggles constantly to reach the shore Vision blurred through the downpour Co..
Never Again
A Poem by
Sophie B.
A poem written in honor of International Holocaust Rememberance Day. Please note, as with the Holocaust this poem is sad and slightly graphic.
The House
A Poem by
Sophie B.
There is a street that might catch ones eye Beautiful houses Only the best The ones who took money from all the rest But way behind Obscured b..
The Game
A Poem by
Sophie B.
A game of tug-of-war that never ends Digging your heels in Rope burns on your hands Almost slipping through your fingers Your opponent’s lau..
That Day In September
A Poem by
Sophie B.
Planes falling from the sky All but few onboard cry Fire erupts from the tower Thousands run and jump Others cower Screams ring through the air ..
Spirit of the Bay
A Poem by
Sophie B.
For my great-uncle, a proud Korean War veteran and navy man, and one of the greatest people to walk this earth. Taken from this earth on May 17th, 201..
Simply, You
A Poem by
Sophie B.
Fitting in is impossible Belonging is overrated No matter how hard you try it will never work Never to be truly mashed into the simplified piece of..
Pendulum
A Poem by
Sophie B.
Swing, never still Waking up in the morning Limbs of lead Not even sure I could get out of bed Heart drops Freezing inside Even wondering if I..
Parasite
A Poem by
Sophie B.
Twisting, twisting, twisting How much can she endure? I can't be sure But I'll know soon For here comes the edge Will she jump off the ledge? M..
The Hunt
A Poem by
Sophie B.
Don’t be scared I’ll be there Little doe of mine Here’s some food As I choose which weapon I will use To take the light from y..
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