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Sometimes I ReturnA Poem by AntoñyoJust scribbling |
A NIGHT, A LOVELY DATE; A GENERATIONA Poem by kingblaqPretty boy, Bashful girl, Sweet sixteens. A flower, A note, A lovely date. A grey tuxedo, A black gown, Graduation night. Fruit punches, Slow .. |
Cruel DreamA Poem by Britt FosterA decade, now, I’ve seen her there; A dream can be so cruel. For every time, I wake to find Her bound by Someone else’s rule. I di.. |
The Things They Don't Tell YouA Poem by Ally AnnRecently, I have been struck by this change |
The UndertowA Poem by AngelWordsdedicated to my ex husband |
I lost my battleA Poem by Pumpkin GirlThis is the realityI Ruined the peaceful tomorrows that I could've gottenBut it no longer matters anymoreI'm now confronting deathJust waiting for eve.. |
The Lonely ManA Poem by arezekiel01It's a poem. You read it... |
stop...A Poem by Charlottesellarsits hard to get over people |
GriefA Poem by KamalTrivediI keep going,one heavy foot in front of the other.As many days as I canbut I always hear a whisper,"it's time to stop."I don't listen.As the numbness .. |
Captures (Unwritten)A Poem by TheJordBakerAs I took my daughter to wave goodbye to the beach where we'd stayed during each of the last 4 summers I took out a memo and made notes feeling it wou.. |
The VisitA Poem by Laura KateLast night I was blessed with the memoryof you, and the softest touch of yourskin, as I gently kissed your cheek.You were fading from me once again,dy.. |
Death by a Thousand CutsA Poem by Laz K.This is how it feels to be "ghosted". |
In MemoriamA Poem by Laz K.On the tragic loss of a family member |
Winter's FruitA Poem by Cass AsheThe northern star glittering against eternityAs musical notes flutter through the breezeUnto the waves wandering wistfully by seaFlowing beyond the un.. |
MirrorA Story by My Phoenix ProjectA film project with a friend |
Sudden RainA Poem by David DarabianTo the parents of the young victims in the many pointless wars around the globe |
EternalA Poem by Laz K.It's about deep-seated memories that are impervious to change, to the passage of time, and for better or worse become an eternal part of us. |
Mother's HandsA Poem by GeeRemembering.. |