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When I Was BoredA Poem by Thea FuentebellaA genuine boredom! |
The story of almsA Story by Kazeronnie MakEverything goes around, comes around. The little alms are the best alms. Don't let your life pass you by........ Be a Good Samaritan. |
No Time.A Poem by KaraMy body is as stiff as ice,about to crack.How I long to be filledwith free flowing streams.Trickling waters reflecting the sun.I am a winter's tree,fe.. |
Idle Thoughts -- Bittersweet RemembrancesA Poem by Sarah DeckardThese short poems follows a year's worth of grief over the loss of a four year relationship. The mood shifts from sorrowful, to wistful, to lonely, a.. |
Not What You ExpectA Poem by Blacke HennesseyIdle lines |
LazinessA Poem by Oli Delgaram-Nejad“It’s hard to stop being lazy.I think it’s because it takes serious effortTo admit to yourself, that you’re lazy.” |
A LifeA Poem by Angel Bluestockingit's an epiphany. it came to me when i was idling, looking all my classmate's posts and i just sat there reading them all. |
A Morlock's MissionA Poem by grayday104Aggravation with those take,take,take |
Fantasy and a "sonnet" on my stupid class experien..A Poem by FMRBoy, am I lacking in talent and ability. If you read this, do whatever you want, but insulting me. That hurts. |
I am with YouA Poem by Md. Ziaul HaqueEven if the sky changes its colour, With an idle world anew, The water starts owning hue, And the birds stop singing, don’t you.. |
My NaysayerA Poem by ShogunWell, now you can't say I've left this site now, can you? |
She'll say no, anyway.A Poem by ShogunAh, back once more. Now it does feel a little odd publishing this after 'My Naysayer' but yeah... |
The Flickering woodA Poem by Kshitij SrivastavaI kept looking at it , it kept getting faster but I held the gaze which pierced through it and then I finally saw it. The flickering wood. |
The WalkA Poem by Alfred Kukitztry this |
Impossible NonsenseA Poem by Footprints al carbonA smart person is one that stops to think when necessary. A smart device is one that aids in that process. |
The World BeyondA Book by Sadie CahillA man wanders in a post-apocalyptic world. Nearly all of his kind are gone, as if disappearing in mid-air. His encounters are written in this journal. |