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DetachedA Poem by Pranalii search for those eyesbeautiful not wisei see that smilewhich connects my heart to thinei want to touch that ruffled hairfalling lightly on .. |
Together BreatheA Poem by Marie HarrisonA poem about an odd couple. |
I AMA Poem by Dai EdenburoughThis poem was an assignment in my Writing 121 class. Lots of thought went into this poem. |
A wallA Poem by JamesA poem I wrote for myself to help get me out of writer's block and it helped me open up |
But Write I Must...A Story by jimagainDesperate thoughts tugged at me. And yet the pathos somehow fed my desire to write, to record my fate as some detached but dreary undertaker going abo.. |
A World of AddictsA Poem by Jock EngelmanI am dying so slowly as the day turns night Different to my perishing heart tonight With each toxic breath, Mister Grim grins with me Knowing my pa.. |
Dreaming AgainA Poem by MatthewHope I get out. |
I Can't Let ThemA Poem by Ian FarawayAll these friends around meThe love and the joy I try to giveBut none will see the pain in my eyesFor I trust no one, not even my friendsOf the troubl.. |
C01D1290214A Poem by ukcnn_Detached |
The Perfect CharmA Poem by RoyRogersThe worlds most perfect disguise. The key to being superficial. |
Abstract of Black and GrayA Poem by Yvette DignosThe feeling of being trapped in a big open space called world. |
detached sadness / dancing hillA Story by maybabyi wrote this after i found out that my mother's ex-boyfriend's daughter had committed suicide. it describes the odd sadness i felt and how i could not.. |
ColdA Story by LonelyWandererI want you by me. Now. Always. He whispered, as she looked away at a distance - too detached to agree, too confused to disagree. The night was.. |
SilenceA Story by justwritingstuffSilence I can hear the sound of a clock, though my eyes can’t place it. The steady rhythm of the tick.. |
Death of a desert.A Poem by Megan HughesDistant. Detached. It's how they described me. How wrong they were.Each insult; each jab; each cruel word all cut deep into my perceived thick skin.Te.. |
Sapless PasserbyA Poem by Adam LightWeeks ago, I was walkingwith the river to my right.Headphones sang me music,as my eyes took in the sight.I came upon a young couplewho fished with a 3.. |
Distant, Guarded ManA Poem by Adam LightTonight, I was waiting in the check-out line of a store, trying my best to not just look at the products or the floor. Two women join.. |
KindredA Story by Michael R. BurchKindred (II)byMichael R. BurchRise, pale disastrous moon!What is love, but a heightened effectof time, light and distance?Did youburnonce,before you b.. |