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London Fog

London Fog

A Poem by Lydia Jamison


This sunshine of reality,I admit is not for me.I need some time to wander,So that I can truly seeWhere I belong in this world,And where I was meant to..
Let me Vanish

Let me Vanish

A Poem by Jason Knight


You always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes? (Play melody at bott..
Rain

Rain

A Poem by LynnieKennie


My favorite weather & the smell of rain is my favorite aroma!
April Rain

April Rain

A Poem by Lydia Jamison


Just a little narrative that I wrote on a rainy day in April...
Spring is Sprung

Spring is Sprung

A Poem by Hollywood


Spring is coming back around. Thawing us from long sleeves & scarves. Humid. Rain. Blooms of color, taking place through the gray.
Still Good

Still Good

A Poem by tynamite


This is about me becoming more sad and others being jealous of the happiness that I have in the hardship that those people gave me.They hate it that I..
Why the Horizon Hurts

Why the Horizon Hurts

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


April brings rain and clouds and lightning from the horizon and make's everything that bit more real and brings us nearer.
Inside

Inside

A Poem by YouoweYoupay


just something I whipped up during class.
Rain On Me

Rain On Me

A Poem by Robyn


I hear the rain fall to the groundI watch the lightning flashingI step along the empty streetsand hear my footsteps splashingI look around to see who'..
Tears

Tears

A Poem by Deegan


It was raining the other day, and I just thought to myself..
Au'revoir

Au'revoir

A Poem by Elizabeth


Girl seeing her love leaving her. Leaving her heartbroken and sad. She wants him to come back, but hopes turn upside down. Will he come soon?
The Rain Whispers, I'm Not Me I'm You

The Rain Whispers, I'm Not Me I'm You

A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan


A mix of Joy Division & the despair of the way thing's are and are not.
Valgrim

Valgrim

A Book by Kate and Erika


The story of Valgrim Broadhurst, a fifteen year old Grim Reaper who is going on fourty one, who bites off more than he can chew.
School of Music

School of Music

A Chapter by Desert Dreamer


a musical dream
Tell Me What The Rain Knows

Tell Me What The Rain Knows

A Poem by Paris France


A poem that reminds us that no matter how depressing life seems the darkness will pass into a new and beautiful tomorrow.
This is what I see in nature

This is what I see in nature

A Poem by Paul


One of my greatest writings. What do you think? PS. I took the this picture of the clouds and the tree. :)