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Fete of ArdorA Poem by Aparna KrishnanAfter a dark, deep poem, I decided to write something on a much lighter note...This is about how a person feels when they see their beloved. |
10 WordsA Poem by Anna BlackburnSimple tap on my shoulder;ignite the pang of butterflies. |
Puppy Love.A Story by AnnicaMeet Andy, a prisoner of love. |
has enough time passed?A Chapter by Lyn Andersonis it ever time to contact a former love? |
...didn't know me, didn't know you...A Chapter by Regina K. Pride"If I am me to meAm I me to youMyself is me as I see,But to you myself is youBe yourself you saySo this is what I doI try so hard to find meBut me ju.. |
AnotherA Poem by Joshua LobdellI wrote this on a napkin on the first date with the woman that would become my wife, and the mother of my child |
MarksA Poem by Bee C.Some people are like footprints on the moon. They leave tracks that will never fade. |
IMA Book by Kayla GA story told through instant messaging. The usual BS is always easier to deal with when your best friends are just a chat room away. (Warning: cussing.. |
the boys I used to knowA Chapter by Regina K. PrideThe boys I used to know I. (elementary) The first boy I ever met was named Rusty, rustic short red hair, freckles, and knee high gator shoe.. |
you don't woo meA Chapter by Lyn Andersonjust something that came to me |
I danced with you last night...A Poem by ElisaSummer nights, you know. |
HumidityA Poem by BrittanyYou’re the stuffy air circulating through my room, engulfing me, testing my comfort. I was going to pull the string and end it, but I smacked my.. |
(i wish) SHE (were mine)A Poem by Aetheri don't know why i keep writing things about attractive people, it just happens. |
Roses FourA Poem by J. QuinzelleA simple poem. Four girls I'm attracted to and not knowing which I like most. |
After Four DaysA Story by turtlecatMy story of falling for a friend. |
CrushA Poem by QuinnMy long-standing crush and how I keep giving her advice on how to be with someone else.... |
HealedA Poem by ElisaMy eyes feel swollen.The gray light inside the elevatoris way too bright,and everything else is getting darker...Then, the elevator stopsFirst floor, .. |
My Kind of LoveA Poem by ArriannaThe way our hearts work is very strange. |
My LoveA Poem by Madison WarmanA smile on your face,but pain in your eyes.It's one type of thingthat you can not disguise.I want to hold youclose to my heart.But as the day passes,w.. |