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Apocryphobics

Apocryphobics

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


I'd never thought i'd witness someone so self-virtuous that i would feel so sick. like needles treading down my throat in a march of soldiers i can feel this disgorge approaching, like a storm. self-d..
Embrace You

Embrace You

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


I've been but a ghost in your arms, besotted in a way, and indolent enough to stay. Playing the nescient with eyes that haven't awaken me, nothing to brush the dimness away, phlegmatic to revel in thi..
Venenum, the hero, Demergo, and the leech

Venenum, the hero, Demergo, and the..

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


Waiting for the days of the aggrandize Have we wallowed for the actions of a likely idol Most among the tales when we withered at the sun Now we are distasteful to the eyes of a future glory Waiti..
if by chance

if by chance

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


If by chance... A Poem by debileah if by chance i could write my life's story i wonder so..
Mezzo Forte for The Fairy June Bride

Mezzo Forte for The Fairy June Brid..

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


Skin deep in a fallen lust writhingsuccubusrubes Making a needless fuss and your proud scowl with your gin soaked scent has painted your bluff and it's quite obvious now that yournascentis brittl..
Harlot

Harlot

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


your crisis will approach and what lies before you are so many conclusive decisions you keep fighting the war but that s**t has already dissipated then i watch your puerile archaic beliefs and it..
Bodies inspired.

Bodies inspired.

A Poem by BlakeL79


Not enough, wanting more. A crime is inspiration denied. Solace on the dance floor. as two strangers intwined. Although they've never met, still a night that they will find, a night they won't s..
Jailed

Jailed

A Poem by Shelly Wiseberg


Trying to save your soul
Dominus' Ira

Dominus' Ira

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


Determination leaks and bleeds through old wounds Superseding any sketch of audacity With a desolate silhouette of paranoia and fear The surrogate of sanguinity has been transplanted with desper..
beauty of death

beauty of death

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


Beauty of death! A Poem by debileah (for a contest) ..
The journey.

The journey.

A Poem by BlakeL79


Today I climbed the mountain top, struggled to achieve new heights. I did it all for wanderlust, just to see the sights. Beyond the pale horizon, my gaze shifts to my feet. As I have prepared my..
Cherish

Cherish

A Poem by BlakeL79


The wine poured o' rubied lips, sweet serenity discovered. Drink to remembrance, Intoxication unrecovered. Shut the door and close your eyes, feel warmth of light's grace. Be sure to recognize, ..
diei somnium

diei somnium

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


Naked bed, mountains and rivers of thoughtful influences lay beside me, conspiracy, commercials, dead, reality fills the pallid-turned-dim walls, it's an emptiness, a vague emptiness. Each glimpse, ra..
Welcome To Me

Welcome To Me

A Poem by Trouble Smurff


Writing through blood, obscure. daunted to love. searching for answers, missing substance. Writing through blood, left separately. without inquire. discovering to function, despite animosit..
The Clans of Wales

The Clans of Wales

A Story by Erin Parke


short short
A love poem.

A love poem.

A Poem by BlakeL79


The heart was built to sing, its rhythm nature's soul. The heart is not a fickle thing, abuse can take its toll. Untamed and unrelenting, love's bounds yet unknown. Passion can be frightening, ..
The Year It Rained Napalm and Ignorance

The Year It Rained Napalm and Ignor..

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


say no more. i wouldn't want to know what's been tinkeringwith the words you were going to call uponfrom what your mind was thinking. your eyes are full of tears and your limbs like your body are trem..
Twilight Buttercup.

Twilight Buttercup.

A Poem by BlakeL79


Twilight buttercup, ere who never falters. Borne of thy mother and thy father in blessed union. Elegance sprung from fertility, ever well of mournful understanding. Whence your siblings wither, y..
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Julius Whitfield


we were so wrong, but you went along and i feel like it didn't matter we would all end up that far in the hole. i played with your conditions and danced with your lies. eyed like a survellance camera ..
Untitled

Untitled

A Story by Erin Parke


Short character based story

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