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My Heart

My Heart

A Poem by Healing Star


This is about my relationship with my Heart.
The Calling

The Calling

A Poem by Supahpossum


Dark poetry
Calling

Calling

A Poem by EmaleighLynn


A song I wrote way back in eighth grade.
Rest In Your Heart

Rest In Your Heart

A Poem by Healing Star


Once you feel the peace of knowing all is within you, you can rest.
Come Back Home

Come Back Home

A Poem by amrit


Weary!
Light

Light

A Poem by Matt_Penrose


A great light in the fieldsabove the treescalling, reaching out to me.
Icarus, Chapter 1: Twenty Nine Reasons

Icarus, Chapter 1: Twenty Nine Reasons

A Poem by gabiaimee


I had some trouble getting the words down on paper clearly.
Rescue

Rescue

A Poem by burntroses


Yes, I'm walking through the valleyI need your presence nowIf then I thought I was hurtingI guess I'm dying nowThe mountain is falling on meThe walls ..
Tell me

Tell me

A Poem by Nadia Gerassimenko


Tell me truly, Do you like working? From 9-to-5 and sometimes more. A routine job with a fancy title, And no time for fun and growth, Let alone f..
The Road

The Road

A Poem by Jessica Lynn


Long ago I set out on this Road to see just where it'd take me Cause I heard You calling my name You said it would be hard to walk You said i..
A Thousand Movie Scenes

A Thousand Movie Scenes

A Poem by Athena Marie


Caught in a false moment; reckless and myopic
The Keeper Imperium

The Keeper Imperium

A Book by Teagan


Vega is called to be something more than she ever expected to be. Can she handle the responsibility of leading her people?
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by Teagan


Clarissa worries about her future when she hasn't received a calling.
A Brand of Absurity

A Brand of Absurity

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


calling up old age in the ages
..... For You Have Changed

..... For You Have Changed

A Poem by Annam Neeta


An Underlying Ego, An Unspoken Words, Creates the Rift, A Rift That Cannot Be Bridged Forever
I detest jobs

I detest jobs

A Poem by minedigte


Many people are going to jobs they don´t like. I have been there. Doing a job one is not passionate about is just spiritual suicide.
Passion

Passion

A Poem by ajbre23


We all go through life searching for one special something, whether it be a person, a place or feeling. No matter the thing that we search for, it&rsq..
In The Well

In The Well

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings


There is… Something, In the well. Looking back Up at me. I can only see The eyes. They're like Two pieces of silver, Shining in the..