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Muddled ThoughtsA Poem by DarkRainbowPieLove is a confusing thing, and the mind works in unusual ways. Here is just my own personal example of that. :) |
Mad Verse DialogA Poem by Syraj SyedBetween worlds, between generations, What do you feel connected to? Older than my years…older than your years? Or years beyond .. |
The DoorA Poem by exotic flotsamA poem about love, loss and personal introspection. |
ResentmentsA Poem by exotic flotsamA poem considering hope's loss. |
The PainterA Poem by exotic flotsamA poem about one afraid of showing inner self. Attempting a protective facade, the inner self is revealed. |
UncertaintyA Poem by MLeighThe second poem I've ever written. Somewhat confessional. |
SilenceA Poem by MariaSilenceSurrounded by a towering circle of oak treesInto the wild I goThe only sound I detect is the windSilent as the graveThat's how quiet it's been .. |
ChaosA Poem by Tomahawk JoeChaos in space turmoil without a face. In dark corners it lurks body made from doubts and fears. Spirit borne of fire. It can make us mad, sad or mak.. |
StrainedA Poem by papermush08not to mention |
LoyaltyA Poem by Ian FarawayEven when someone leaves us, we will always be loyal to them. |
is this superficial?A Poem by linda m. crateSometimes I wonder if his intentions are pure or if he's just playing with me. I love joking around with him, but I wonder is he really the man I need.. |
Fears That We May Cease To BeA Poem by SiblingWord to that John Keats' - Fears that I May Cease To Be... |
Nightmares Start Upon WakingA Poem by kris reedThe desire to sleep till things are better... (Dec. 2013) |
The Daisy OracleA Poem by Sel SenseWhile picking the petals off the daisy for each repeated phrasemen have quickly learnt to number their days.As they await the final verdicton an expir.. |
"If."A Poem by MelLMIf we hid from the thunder If we ran from the hand that never quite touched us Fear would have taken over And all would have been lost If our f.. |
Life Through a GlassA Poem by ApebbleWe may not necessarily see life in its fullest glory or spectrum, yet there is always a lingering beauty making it worth its while. |
ifA Poem by Jacqueline Murray25 March 2013 |