Tags Becoming
What We Can BecomeA Poem by Lexi RichardThough I am a young,Naive and innocent one,I have discovered so muchAbout what we must becomeWe mustn't be teachers,Writers nor priests,We must be kno.. |
Life Like a ChildA Poem by NousLife like play-dough squeezed and molded hearts, tears, smiles, and smirks what is this are we just tacking on mass just a conglomerate of ou.. |
Relieve the ButtressA Poem by Nousletting it fall |
CanvasA Poem by MaskedthoughtsA blank canvas desperate for the paint to seep into its cracks Longing to be splattered with bright colours, and painted with life. To paint over .. |
The Leaving BalladA Poem by JessicaRoseI left the frosty New York skylineon crystalline mornings. I couldn't handle the clarity,didn't want it.I knew there was no place for me:enmeshed in s.. |
DiscoveriesA Story by VictorianaI closed the door to the world behind my back,I locked myself behind my ribsI dug into never ending web ofArteries and veins and let the streamOf .. |
1 - BecomingA Chapter by Hello SweetieMy name was Melody Baxter, but now it is Firae, dark whisper. A lot has changed in 2000 years, let me start at the beginning, back when I was h.. |
Becoming GreyA Poem by AnnaCast me into the oceanof the darkest blueand the terrible night.Cast me into the seawhere the waves cryunder the silver light.Cast me into the trenchc.. |
OverbalancingA Poem by Satish VermaThe space between the two ends, was becoming |
Writing FurtivelyA Poem by Satish VermaBecoming musical at the end time, |
BecomingA Poem by LaurenBroken inside my mind, A misstep slipped into a thousand shattered bones. Tongue twisted in knots. Who would ask. . . Could a man becom.. |
The JourneyA Poem by Patrick RamseyLife and its evolution. |
Call to ConsiderA Poem by Footprints al carbonThe force of time is strong. |
Did Not We Cry?A Poem by Satish VermaAsh and smoke. I am fever, not becoming |
Cross BeamsA Poem by Satish VermaA quest for negativity after becoming apolitical. |
Now I SpeakA Poem by Satish VermaBecoming myself, in the light of a flint, I |
Flickering CurtainA Poem by Satish VermaCircles under the eyes becoming darker― |
Becoming InvisibleA Story by Roger C SimmonsBorn into a family with issues! |