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Poetry / Archway of the stars
Created by Gazala about 5 hours ago
Whence the ridge in the sky o’ped,
Parted heaven ways like the drifting tide,
Whence they fac
Poetry / Sliver
Created by munk322 about 11 hours ago
It’s half-lidded whispers,
aural artifacts mouthed by
drowsing eyes.
(someone too
Poetry / Open Letter To My Heart
Created by skip2mylou about 13 hours ago
You are no more
than a meaty center,
a block of electricity
at the core of me.
Poetry / Vigilance
Created by jokaking about 17 hours ago
I’ve risen with the sun
And laid down with the moon
I’ve ov
Poetry / The Microphone…
Created by MrBest1071 about 20 hours ago
This is the symbol of an artist that expresses their soul when they recite
Lyrics, harmonies or mel
Poetry / My Pen…
Created by MrBest1071 about 20 hours ago
The ink of the pen represents my blood
How it gives life to the paper from the poetry I think of&he
Poetry / When I Write…
Created by MrBest1071 about 21 hours ago
When I write I release all stress or frustration,
Through my lyrical creation…
W
Poetry / Wondering (draft)
Created by skip2mylou about 22 hours ago
Open this Pandora’s box;
I’m full of light and static
knowing what’s bene
Poetry / Just let go just let go and jump in
Created by peace_love_hippieness 1 day ago
If you need a helping hand I am here for you, for you are whom I enjoy.
Joy is what you bring me when I am with
Poetry / Life Goes On
Created by DLCW 1 day ago
Moments became years
And now I don’t know you
You don’t know me
We aren&
Poetry / Insomnia
Created by DLCW 1 day ago
Call me at night when the moon is bright
And the lights are dark all around you
When s
Poetry / Sworn Enemy...
Created by SultryPoet 1 day ago
Silence
Vast silence
Smashing my face with violence
Spread as far as the darkness that
Poetry / filled with space
Created by Deadsage 1 day ago
From selfish needs a distraction hatches;
this childish crisis to catalyze my doubt.
Wrenching qu
Poetry / Hold my hand, be my friend
Created by Frankenstein_Angel 1 day ago
The words get in the way,
So instead I just smile.you remind me of myself whole
thoug
Poetry / Insomnia
Created by DLCW 2 days ago
Call me at night when the moon is bright
And the lights are dark all around you
When s
Poetry / Teardrop
Created by Lalifufu 2 days ago
One tiny tear on the heart-shaped face
Runs spiralling down and rests between the soft lips
The lip
Poetry / Insomnia
Created by DLCW 2 days ago
Call me at night when the moon is bright
And the lights are dark all around you
When s
Poetry / I studied your eyes
Created by inbloom 3 days ago
I studied your eyes
I’ve seen your eyes bulge,
Like a breast full of milk.
They
Poetry / Lullabies for Strangers
Created by Trina 3 days ago
Your silence is a silver blade that cuts,
Into the deepest, painful thoughts of us.
Through screa
Poetry / Never Fear the Falling
Created by Trina 3 days ago
Open wide the window. Unlock the wooden gates.
Listen for the secrets. Speak truth when facing hat
Poetry / Midnight Bombing
Created by theboss420 3 days ago
A prized color, worth and value almost exceeds my own brother
and would you bother to see what I’ve expr
Poetry / My Dubious Role as an American Slave
Created by FunktasticEnabler 4 days ago
Why do people like babies so much? In a sense, innocence.
Why do people hate old people so much? In a sense, i
Poetry / Where I'm from
Created by theboss420 4 days ago
where Im from
Im from faded jeans and red caps
hoods and savage kicks
from banana seat
Poetry / Puppet
Created by yoshi_writes 4 days ago
A canvas has
No smile in
Which the painter
Does not give.
For what is a
Poetry / From Sorrow To Acceptance
Created by franny47 4 days ago
From Sorrow to Acceptance -By Frances Ayers
On sorrows’wings I journeyed to a land wher
Poetry / Opposites
Created by Jocelynn4909 4 days ago
Im here,
Your there,
But thing is,
Here and there are the same as everywhere.
Poetry / Gray
Created by karamarie 4 days ago
the sky is gray
ash falls as dark snowflakes
twisting, binding
lightly touching the sco
Poetry / Moving On From Mourning
Created by franny47 4 days ago
Moving On From Mourning-By Frances Ayers
Why pine for those who
Poetry / Moving On From Mourning
Created by franny47 4 days ago
Moving On From Mourning-By Frances Ayers
Why pine for those who
Poetry / My Dubious Role as an American Slave
Created by FunktasticEnabler 5 days ago
Why do people like babies so much? In a sense, innocence.
Why do people hate old people so much? In a sense, b
Human language used for its aesthetic qualities.
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