Tags : pressure

Play

Play

A Poem by Laura Kate


Play me.I'm the guitar youtrace your fingers throughI feel you in my hollowed corevibrating through meand I want to singthe sweetest songso that you'l..
Key's Caress

Key's Caress

A Poem by Laura Kate


Your handsthe making of magic.How I long for you to care for methe way you care for your keys,for you to flow life to methrough your veinsthe way it g..
Hundreds of eyes.

Hundreds of eyes.

A Story by Semaj


Please critic
I am a floorboard that creaks

I am a floorboard that creaks

A Poem by rannon96


I genuinely don't even have one anymore.
what the heck...

what the heck...

A Poem by anais.vionet


pandemic pressures squeeze us all - even if you think you're immune.
I'm Fine

I'm Fine

A Poem by Mr. C


I am the foundation on which the rest on the rest of my world stands.I carry the weight of everyone around me and I do it with a smile.Come to me with..
sex in the sauna

sex in the sauna

A Poem by rowdydog


why do we stay so long with people we know we won't be with?
Freedom

Freedom

A Poem by Harman-yan_13


When a person is asked to perform like other want, his freedom is slowly started to decline. This poem is also deals with same feelings.
Untitled 10

Untitled 10

A Poem by KEB


Like gluttonous clouds filled with rain And pressures that intensify and collide We burst and crash with force Releasing that which was once kept ..
An Issue of Blood

An Issue of Blood

A Poem by Celie Rose


A controversial subject.
The Sky Is Heavy Like The Lid Of A Pan

The Sky Is Heavy Like The Lid Of A Pan

A Poem by suuyuwriteyunu


The Sky Is Heavy Like The Lid Of A PanLike one my grandma often use for trap-ping hot and steamy gas within the pot.No strings, but as my legs extend ..
"I'm so proud of you"

"I'm so proud of you"

A Poem by suuyuwriteyunu


"I'm so proud of you"I take my first steps. I call my first words. I cook my first dish. I eat my first meal."I'm so proud of you"I'm such a good girl..
The Way They Are

The Way They Are

A Poem by Nazah Purnota


Every expectations lay hand in the head picking and snooping every chance they get a knock in here, a knock in there all say the same, just the way..
A flower crushed

A flower crushed

A Poem by Dave W.


There is meaning in the pain and heartache......

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