Tags : poetry

the darkness

the darkness

A Poem by LukewarmLollipop


more about love than anything, but about one love in particular.
Kaleidoscope

Kaleidoscope

A Poem by M. E. Lee


I knew I liked you the first time I saw you. The second time, I had stars in my eyes but Third time was a charm: you said my name. Fourth tim..
Preliminaries

Preliminaries

A Poem by Ms. Twitch


understanding my heart
August 2017

August 2017

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Because weakness is ruin and good girls don’t rage.
January 2018

January 2018

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


The difference between poets and philosophers is this.
10 January 2018

10 January 2018

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


In this time of rebirth and reflection there are anecdotes amidst growth.
27 September 2017

27 September 2017

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


September comes with lazy heat and golden leaves.
Pipe Tobacco

Pipe Tobacco

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


I only remember that it was winter, and that my heartbeats slowed to match the steady hum of an engine that was older than me.
19 April 2015

19 April 2015

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


2:38 a.m.
Colorado

Colorado

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Shadows fall across an old rail-yard.
Concrete

Concrete

A Poem by Jstmds


Being a stuck in the city for too long, I wrote this
Hope

Hope

A Poem by May


I live in a caveIt is darkAnd coldAnd lonely But there is a light at the openingAnd everyday I wake up and begin my fight.I pick up the cold, heavy ch..
Big Brown Baskets

Big Brown Baskets

A Poem by emipoemi


Big brown baskets bobbing in a bowl, Frog from teaching fish breaks for a midnight meal. Buzz, buzz, snap, snap- Fugm..
9 March 2018

9 March 2018

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Graduation is fast approaching.
Sunday Paper

Sunday Paper

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


We’re out of sugar again.
Generation Y

Generation Y

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Some of us look for thrills. We start our hearts with black-box pills.
Lost Generation

Lost Generation

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


We fall asleep to the white-noise of gunshots on screens.
4 November 2015

4 November 2015

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Maybe it’s not.
10:00pm Train

10:00pm Train

A Poem by Megan Lynn Tocci


Maybe I can keep myself ignited too.
Time To Say Goodbye

Time To Say Goodbye

A Poem by Joseph Mulpeter


There was a timeWhen all was wellWhen I could have swornMy heart had fellBut going back, to those timesIs nothing but painNow I realiseI thought i was..