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The Witching HourA Poem by Cass AsheThis certainly wasn't the best night I've had in a while. |
On the fenceA Poem by Isick the poetAs i sit and stared at these birds i started to personify their actions as they sit for a while and decide if they want the company of others until th.. |
I LayA Poem by Cass AsheHere I lay in all I am becomeIn silent letters who make my bedSomething of a perverse nightmareThat I never wished to find.Nothing about it is treache.. |
The Moth - Terza Rima VersionaA Poem by Sachi RuayaSelecting the best necklace, I saw a moth stone. Dazzling and heavy. Heavy like my heart! |
Unborn in the Storm of EmotionA Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..An experimental poem, I wanted to share with you a newer style of mine. |
RiseA Poem by JohnmuldoonEmotion, love, hope, fear |
Door of ProfecyA Poem by SilvanJust something I wrote in a haste. Not sure about my thoughts on it just yet. |
shadows casting shadowsA Poem by J. B.you decide how you relate to this piece... |
I Think I Miss LoveA Poem by Mary Jo. ClareThis poem is about how easy it is to take the feeling of love for granted, and how when it is gone from our lives, some of us might crave the experien.. |
I missA Poem by Laura KateI miss the tingling of my fingersFrom being out in the cold too long,I miss the stinging warmth of my cheeksFrom excitement, and the adrenaline rush.I.. |
DaysA Poem by Ripped Denim 💜each and every passing daya hundred billion verses are spunlike threaded gold, flaxen and faymystic notions as old as the sunof spritely spirits new a.. |
My BlueA Poem by Laura KateThe wind is the colour blue |
A Friend of MineA Poem by FergusIt's a bit of introspection |
InfernusA Poem by FergusInfernus This side of the mortal coil is but the eye of the storm, a respite from chaos of a scale that leaves bullshit artists like me to .. |
StrobeA Poem by FergusStrobe Truly, There is no night of the soul, only that resulting ignition of luminosity after the gatekeeper has been paid his to.. |
High Tide Low TideA Poem by FergusHere's the thing about being as consequential as a wave in the ocean, or being a poor little me, destined to oblivion. The wave doesn't .. |
HarbingerA Poem by FergusHarbinger The giggle of an infant and your dying breath. All things pass into the night. Two sides of the same coin. The funeral proce.. |
CandyA Poem by FergusIt's almost like candy, the glorious ouroboros numinous tapestry of ethereal and material, forever and but a moment. Birth and death, inha.. |
Fermamental TerminusA Poem by FergusFirmamental Terminus Even as past frustrations sublimate into the ether condensation creeps of ruminations entangled between Malkuth and Ket.. |