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His Only MistakeA Poem by Molly GarnetOne drop of coffee slips down the side of the mug as I take a sip I would say it mirrors my own cheek If I were crying, that is But I&rsquo.. |
Rain in my cupA Poem by StephanieThis is about finding beauty in the earths special things. |
Sing Me to SleepA Poem by Shayna JoyceFree Verse |
Parallel ParadoxA Poem by peculiarAnother freely written piece drafted on a rainy sunday afternoon as I became entranced by the soft drizzle. This reverie spawned in me yet another ins.. |
The eye of a tornado.A Poem by sherniLike the eye of a tornado, in empty desperation we tend to surround ourselves in chaotic action to lift our spirits. Yet with that destruction we are .. |
Dew DropA Poem by Raja Anjana KothapalliThe first pour of Monsoon- Edge of a leaf, about to fall Yet dances the dew drop |
VALENTINE SENYRU FOR G.H.A Poem by MarieHe had to have his own poem for Valentine's Day... |
You Live, and You GainA Poem by ExposedSirenI found this.. It was originally written on Aug. 9th, 2010 |
DropA Poem by Richard Guimondself awareness |
dead dropA Poem by nihilistictablelampme, in 10 lines:a high school experience,tool.someone to comfort youwhen you felt low.canvasdue to the neglectfrom your parents.spill your vitals out .. |
Shadow upon that ScarA Poem by AspiringthinkerThis is something I wrote about 6 years ago that I came across, I have shared it with a few friends and a few said I should publish it, So I am giving.. |
Drops of responsibilityA Poem by writ rajatthis poem come in my after seeing a pic on facebook which is captured by my friend sanchit |
AND THE HILLS RAN RED by Rïén KelsoA Poem by splattercoreonline, article, poem, poetry, dark, darkpoetry, death, blood, horror, drip, dripping, river, course, veins, drain, drop, drip, final, nothing, hills,.. |
Leggo my EgoA Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..I have adopted love, and forsaken despair. Reason, release your grasp. Let me fall, for now I may surely fly. |
Drop Dead Fred! Kill.A Poem by knighngaleDrop Dead Fred!I love (Drove) Dead Fred!I always kill people ALL The TimeAre you a love poem or a linguisticWe're running out of time,That's it,Drop D.. |
SchemaA Poem by Sean EatonI am but a drop of water in the heaving wave, / that breaks upon the shore. |