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I still need youA Poem by мalғyThis is the sad truth, I still need her. |
ChangeA Poem by SleepiePenguinI need to change how I am,I want to change how I am.These thoughts of mine get so tiring,they even tend to make my heart sigh.The words I speak need t.. |
Choice of EnemiesA Poem by deniseenemy or safety - which is which? |
Innermost ThoughtsA Poem by SomeRandomChicI don't think of you as having a nameYou are more of a thought or feelingI don't picture you as being something tangibleYou are what fantasies are mad.. |
Angel for an EveningA Poem by C Peril--- |
World's biggest Lie ""I am fine"A Story by dev choudharyWhy do people lie when they are not well. |
Your loneliness is mineA Poem by OutlawlessWe always knew we didn t want each other like we fooled |
You.A Poem by WordsFromAPenWhen you fall in love. And it almost hurts. It keeps you in limbo between falling too far and not falling enough for fear that the past will repeat it.. |
Psycho in a go-go cageA Chapter by Lyn Andersoncause I dig this song, let's see how this one plays out |
I Want YouA Poem by MarilynThis poem is from a sort-lived point in my life where I was heartbroken over someone who didn't deserve me. |
Motel RoomA Poem by Robert RonnowMotel room, U.S. map made of license plateseverything I need for a week is here, king-size bed, microwave, fridge, tv, hot platethe carpet's pretty cl.. |
See MeA Poem by Courtney M WatsonI wish I was made of windows,so you could see right through me.I’m drowning in this muck,what mud!& nobody can view me.I am, I live,I love &.. |
AppreciationA Poem by Levi RileySpoken word: Appreciation by Levi Riley I’m shaken. Earth beneath me is quaking. Am I mistaken to think that each step taken is forsaken w.. |
XOXOA Poem by Ben RobinsonFrom the first xoxo, to the last goodbye. |
BlackoutA Poem by Andrea Greenethis is old and was on a sticky note on my computer, so I forgot to publish it, so here, and I have updated perspectives, and I'm very much in love, a.. |
I NeedA Poem by Mrudula RaniI need step-ladder to reach even not-so-tall places. I need a cup of coffee to wake up my thoughts from inert mind. I need his warm furry face kis.. |
tasteA Chapter by Lyn Andersondriving home |
Love is an open bookA Book by Lyn AndersonLove poetry and other musings |