Tags : Individualism

What am I?

What am I?

A Poem by Skyman


For our creative writing class, we were given a prompt about who you really are. I wrote this poem to kind of go along with the song Cuban Pete and i..
ME

ME

A Poem by Robin


who else
Ode to Madness

Ode to Madness

A Poem by Zoe Jay


What you gonna feel? When they come for your soul Cos they will take you They will come Are you gonna be ready for them? When the c..
Ode to Others

Ode to Others

A Poem by Zoe Jay


I know things you don't know I wear things you wouldn't wear I go places you wouldn't go I believe things you don't believe So what w..
GrassHopperGirl~

GrassHopperGirl~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..


streaming to a poetic challenge from rem~see author's note for explanation~ =)~
Voices

Voices

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


something we all deal with
Life

Life

A Poem by Kenneth L. Hamilton


People People, hear my cry
Deeper

Deeper

A Poem by Kenneth L. Hamilton


The conundrum of the tree mirrors the fault of man.
Being Me

Being Me

A Poem by John Kellogg


What can I do; What can I say?The colors of this earth are changing every day.To be an individual, to stand infinitely tall;Can I speak or utter anyth..
On Tyranny

On Tyranny

A Poem by Quexycyclops


Short Essay.
Routine

Routine

A Poem by Liam


their cheap colognetheir well ironed and propped suitstheir finely slick or combed hairtheir blue and black tiestheir carrier bags with it thrown over..
Words on a street

Words on a street

A Poem by Liam


The morning was gloom and wet. A comfort came with it, a feeling of sleep in your eyes, as you walk through the showering raindrops, not too heavy, bu..
My arms are a field of burial mounds

My arms are a field of burial mounds

A Poem by wood grain


Owl-fingered, greasy Beaked, my feet are Spools of blue ribbon, My feet and hands visceral Cells, stone-flesh, semi- Translucent, my hi..
Wood, Cotton, and Blood/How You Will

Wood, Cotton, and Blood/How You Will

A Poem by Ty


"Your fastBut don't run!"Chicken made out ofwood, cotton and bloodRotten with a scrawny neckWasted in a shedWhere metallic teeth grind withthe skin be..
sdrawkcaB sI gnihtyrevE

sdrawkcaB sI gnihtyrevE

A Poem by Ty


In this infinite fitI will fight with fist or witFor the freedom of my wordAnd when the pawn leaves his rowTo speak what he knowsI will smile even tho..
Me

Me

A Poem by Ty


Sometimes you just gotta put people in their place.
You Decide

You Decide

A Poem by Ty


A song I wrote.

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