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"The Serengeti"

"The Serengeti"

A Poem by PoeT4994


Just got the idea from an idea about the sun kissing the brim of hats. Just tried to write a dream with this one.
Dreams

Dreams

A Poem by Samuel Riddle


Poem i thought up after a long nights rest.
Insomniac

Insomniac

A Poem by Jennifer L. Brooks


A peaceful slumber never finds me. The sandman mustn’t have me on his list. Tossing, turning my only desire is to close..
Late Night Paranoia

Late Night Paranoia

A Poem by Cattie Rain (Angela)


I sit in the middle of the bed Not too close to either edge My legs folded beneath me My hands fiddling with a pen Its just past t..
More Questions Than Answers

More Questions Than Answers

A Poem by Jennifer L. Brooks


Does a rose not feel pain when you prick your finger on its thorn? Do angels argue and cry through a thunderstorm? Does the sun not s..
3 a.m. suicide

3 a.m. suicide

A Poem by Alex


Poem
Every (morning and night).

Every (morning and night).

A Poem by C.J.G.


For the endless moments I spend thinking about him...
Drowse?

Drowse?

A Poem by Marielle


Trying to bring out the Sandman
Restless

Restless

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Tossing and turning; fidgeting and yearning; night skies are brewing; this heart is aching; there is no mistaking; this love is braking.
Night of Dreary

Night of Dreary

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


The moon beams upon roses of blood; to those who sought the everlasting flood. It is this night that I sought and wander; for everything I've done, I'..
His Divine

His Divine

A Poem by Doreen


You might say it sucks.....
Morning After

Morning After

A Story by Arra Frost


Erotic sequel to "Crazy Last Night"
Summer Nights

Summer Nights

A Poem by Jaiven


I've alwayslikedsitting beneaththe starlitskyand howyou can hearthe treeswhisperingof calm summernightsto the warm windsthat share itwith themI've alw..
MAX'S DAME.

MAX'S DAME.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A MAN AND HIS VISION OF A WOMAN.
Darkness, Don't Kiss Me

Darkness, Don't Kiss Me

A Poem by Livana Lowell


Darkness wraps around me like lover's hands/Do you understnd?/Of course you probably don't/Not a lot of people do, or won't.
piss

piss

A Poem by i am skeleton jelly


there's nothing like standing under a bridgeat night when the streetlights shine down past the rusty train tracks above youand the smell of piss is ov..

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