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Micropoetry
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TomorrowA Poem by ecasynamanSun rises in haste,chasing yesterday away.A new day's delight. |
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haiku 017A Poem by Funke Kolapomorning light through the curtains ~ rays of hope |
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Complete AcceptanceA Poem by Raja Anjana KothapalliI have my thorns I have my fragrance I come as a whole, not pieces © Raja Anjana Kothapalli 2014 |
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Dew DropA Poem by Raja Anjana KothapalliThe first pour of Monsoon- Edge of a leaf, about to fall Yet dances the dew drop |
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Mother's loveA Poem by Raja Anjana KothapalliBoundless sky Shies away from Limitless love of a mother |
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"Speak"A Poem by Suzy HazelwoodMicropoetry |
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TearsA Poem by Carrie Ann Gwet and salty theyhold my sorrows and mem’ries ’till we meet on that white shore |
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Grave RegretsA Poem by Carrie Ann GThose angelic blue eyes in search of the woman he thought he married only to be left under the frigid head-stone unvisited for twenty-some regre.. |
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OnceA Poem by Carrie Ann GOnce, there was a girl who lived in my neighborhood She was a pale and skinny girl, not much to look at Her mother died when she was an infant, an.. |
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AloneA Poem by Carrie Ann GHeart is the bridge to one’s soul, break it in pieces and it will strand you, immerse you with unspeakable loneliness |
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DarknessA Poem by Carrie Ann GDarkness is my constant companion everything before me veiled Stumbling I cannot find my path the way is shrouded Uncertainty fills my future whi.. |
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ChamomileA Poem by Stacy PurvisChamomile and Honey Tea, Amorous Thoughts And Tranquility. 🍵 |
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Blue BirdA Poem by Carrie Ann Glong after that ache in my heart abates away the blue bird flies its song reminds me of the one now lost in the heavens |
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PadlockA Poem by Gaia OctaviaSo closed off it's quite pathetic, but anyone can wax poetic |
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LabyrinthA Poem by Gaia OctaviaJewels of dried tears with which I've been crowned, I'm tucked deep inside and I'll never be found |
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CurrentA Poem by Gaia OctaviaLike water flowing over timeworn rocks, I am weathered by the constant grind Hoping that,Like the rocks, I will be cultivated into something be.. |
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WavesA Poem by Ope K. KingShort modern micro-poetry |
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