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Spun SilkA Poem by Wendy KarasinLife... |
Heart FindA Poem by Healing StarAbout the most important thing, Meditation. |
FearA Poem by JohannaRead about WWII before I went to bed..and I just can´t fall asleep, so I wrote this.. |
Against The Cherry TreeA Poem by Poe ReddI love to watch her in serenity, when she is absent from her body,peaceful against a cherry tree.I like to see her lips tremble like blossoms.She feel.. |
"Stagnant, Silent, Still"A Poem by mackenzi_drewStagnant, still water no flow from the river colder than winter harsh as whirling snow Silent like a deep sleep rocky cliff dangerously st.. |
OneA Poem by NyuThesound of words surrounded a withered bodyclosed off the space between the body and airbreathing through them; there was the key to that one doortha.. |
FrozenA Poem by JohannaI wrote this in 2014, been keeping it as unpublished for a long time until I found it again now. |
In the MorningA Story by Morgan RenaeThe room seemed still. Soft gentle sunlight streamed through the large bay window. The soft comforter is entangled in your legs, your face bu.. |
Still soulless zealA Poem by Mircea PopescuStill soulless zealI have known shackles that fadeThe relentlessness withinTis’ but lonely desolationAnd the zeal that’s only sin.Yet it&r.. |
Sleep, Baby, Do: A LullabyA Poem by AdaA lullaby with a bit of a morbid twist. |
Creatures in the ClearingA Story by AdaA burst exercise inspired by a random image. |
StillA Poem by K.A. WoodThe night is dark, cold, Still. Wind blows, leaves straggle through the streets, Obsession over takes everything. A lone man walks the side roa.. |
Mightier Still / The Abyss (undecided)A Book by Emerson WilliamsAt the age of eleven, Jason Morris was taken by a man called "Ianto". Eight years in captivity. Eight years in hell. Now free, Jason hunts for Ianto a.. |
Intro (Prologue)A Chapter by Emerson WilliamsThis is the introduction to the book I am writing: Mightier Still / The Abyss. This chapter is about Jason Morris looking back and introducing us to h.. |
I Beg Thee a ChanceA Poem by Alfred Kukitza nexus of mind, imagination and soul |
AwareA Poem by mackenzi_drewstillnessevery living breathjust floatingweightlessbreathing freely hearing every soundin the silentdeep waterlungs fill with airrejuvenating meeyes r.. |
I StandA Poem by Healing StarWell, you see I couldn't find a chair. |
Day OneA Poem by Alfred Kukitzthe first day of earth |