Tags reflection
Foreword, ForewarnedA Poem by BrentA poem about the myth of a powerful man. |
The Ball Bounces OnA Poem by BrentAn ode to a basketball career cut perfectly short. |
No Fallen LeafA Poem by BrentA reflection about learning to love myself. |
Greater ThanA Poem by BrentA poem about responding quickly to adversity. |
Still LifeA Poem by BrentA freestyle poem about being relevant. |
Fly Too SoonA Poem by BrentA goodbye poem to my college and all the comforts I had to leave behind. |
Clockwork - 9/6/2017A Poem by Stormy WrightPeople rule the land. planting, building, destruction.We are always moving, every constructed street corner, to every embedded greenery.the streets of.. |
HerA Poem by Rei Cn"You're blooming recently,"they would always say.Her eyes filled with glee,she would answer them with a smile."Maybe you're inspired,"they would assum.. |
The Passage of TimeA Poem by BasmaWe always hear things happen,for a reason,but is that reason always known?Sometimes we think whats done is done,there's no turning backfor we haven't .. |
conversations with myself IA Poem by Faati Jaanchecking in with myself periodically. |
the lesson never learned.A Poem by Faati Jaanit's interestinghow I couldhave releasedthe lump inmy chest fasterhad i writtenit onto the pagessooner. |
Closness. SpaceA Poem by Tom DugganAccepting Loss, moving on, |
WatermarksA Poem by Nicole SiciMy Loverholds me in the middle of the night like he knows there are ghostshanging in my closetand he's waiting to hear the doorknob turn.But Lover,I h.. |
IntrospectionA Poem by Hunnewell WeissTime sullies the mind. |
The EvergreensA Poem by Swagner648I sit amongst friends for whom I need not feign.My grief like water flows from a tank deluged.Neither damned nor sculpted nor collected and returned,I.. |
Do you want to know the best way to hide the lies?A Poem by DarkStarDo you want to know the best way to hide the lies?Tell as much of the truth as you can bare,Be seen to be the ones who's "alive" and "happy","Well adj.. |
PatienceA Poem by dreamkeeperThe indemnity of my solace often leads To a place of despair. Adrift in the suffering of my consciousness I am alone Disconnected from .. |