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Dream of LonelinessA Story by Alyss ErulisseA few nights past, I had a dream that grasped so deeply at my inner emotions and displayed so much symbolism and imagery I just had to write it down. .. |
Broken ApologyA Poem by YouoweYoupayA broken apology is worse than a broken promise. |
Soul SacrificeA Poem by Adam M. SnowI speak from a stolen breath, Echo of it lost, on sighs. With night going yonder, My cries filled stagnant air, As tears fall on tainted ground. |
I drive by the house sometimesA Poem by tonymad11392A poem I wrote recently. It is inspired by a recent argument I had with someone in my family |
Voice of the nightA Poem by DreamSharerWhen you hear two different voices inside you, you don't know which one to listen to. |
The Evolution of LoveA Poem by Amanda Naomia dark and passionate love |
The Siren's SongA Poem by Adam M. SnowOnce upon a midnight wake, A Siren sings, 'Sweet mercy sake' Soothes the hearts O' gentle man, In their yielding peaceful span. |
O' Ye Captain of MineA Poem by Adam M. SnowO' ye captain of mine, In my quarters we dine, Tell tales of a journey once spent. Life on sea across more than me, To the ends of the Earth we sail. |
Voyage to the DepthA Poem by Adam M. SnowWoe unto us, one of many, Yet was not the foe-of any- Unto us the storm crashing tides, But to sail on, voyage to the depth. I envy Seas, whereon we r.. |
The Ocean Sings of SadnessA Story by BlindeA sad story about the death of a lover and the sacrifice made to be with him once again. |
Glimpse in Another Man's ReflectionA Poem by Adam M. SnowI woke myself in another man's life. Reflection shown was I yet not I, A glimpse of my lone self strife. My timely age shows me to die. |
Whisper of a NameA Story by ElemenopyHave you ever heard a whisper? |
Hanging from a Blood Soaked TreeA Poem by Adam M. SnowOne morn as under a great tree I lay, Misery held me in its pain-filled sway. I dreamt of a life where I wasn't numb, Sleepwalking my way toward the d.. |
Sometimes, Would It Matter?A Poem by Melyssa HightowerYeah, I took a walk to Deem's Hill and just started writing while listening to Sometimes and Would It Matter by Skillet, obviously. This isn't as good.. |
My MommyA Poem by Kaitlin AnnMy mommy is the prettiest lady I ever seen she has brown hair, blue eyes and a smile |
Dreaming of My Eternal Humble Abode Beyond this Wo..A Poem by Adam M. SnowI close my eyes and vision a world in its pass, Only I could see of its eternal mass: Of the wind sparkling with gold, As if a story unfold- Of my fan.. |