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A Clown of FrightA Poem by Marie HarrisonA horror poem about a clown. |
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Time PiecesA Poem by Richard WilliamsThe times of our lives. |
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A velvet lined coffin.A Story by RadioactiveA story of a love and a lover that waited a day too late and will pay for it forever. |
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A plaster handprint on my heart.A Poem by RadioactiveLife's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, fu.. |
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Restless Boy to SocietyA Poem by TrevorI used to write verses on my palms, And draw back my fists without wondering why my fingers resembled coffin nails, Or why the back of my hand looke.. |
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DeathshipA Poem by Forbidden PoetLuke warm blood rises to greet my soul As I peek over the wall of my raft I’m floating on the sea of death In a rickety boat of woo.. |
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Death of ProsperousA Poem by ghostofedgarI wrote this last year at a point where I was isolating myself from the people around me. I re-worked it and present it to you now. Enjoy. |
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Annabel's HeadstoneA Poem by persianleopardThis poem gets its inspiration from a vision I had in a cemetery a few years ago. Rows upon rows of infant gravestones presented me with a window into.. |
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Your New BedA Poem by Alexa Taschjust me being silly |
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Old Johnny MattA Poem by RamyaI know not my father, I know not my mom,No brother, no sister, no family, no home.A guitar, some clothes, a rucksack and a hat,All these I got from ol.. |
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At-OneA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyThis idea came to me while in meditation |
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Praise AllahA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyA message to those who crush people |
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Al Cobdogla's HearseA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe mood in the town of Warramine Was grim, and getting worse, For stuck on the town’s old hump-back bridge Was Al Cobdogla&rsq.. |
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To the Poem Never ReadA Poem by IanTo the poet and to the poem. |
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The FuneralA Poem by David Lewis PagetThe village lay in silence As I lounged there, on the hill, The grass so soft and evergreen, The flowers, petalled still, The mor.. |
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The Witch HickinsonA Story by Cosmonaught DouglassJust a short plot I free wrote this afternoon. |
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Cold Water CoffinA Story by Cosmonaught DouglassConrad recalls his time in the void. |
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