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At the Bottom of the Liquor BottleA Poem by Dalton WagonerAt the bottom of the Liquor Bottle I saw I was out again I am on my third bottle And not a penny to my name I was trying to get drunk enough To a.. |
AbsolutionA Poem by shriramWritten by Caitlyn Lacovara |
Thoughts 2A Story by Alfred KukitzHuh? |
Rubbing thumbsA Poem by JapA poem. I wrote this poem. By me. Poem. A poem, by me, because i wrote this poem. By me. And its a poem. |
Severe brain storm warningA Poem by Indrid Colddecide for yourself what you think its about |
Hymn of the battle withinA Poem by Indrid ColdThe light has shed its skinThe scorching embers burn withinLike fire molds the shards of glassThe curses of old have come to passAs old man winter tak.. |
Stress fractureA Poem by Indrid ColdThe shadows of dusk are reaching for meTo blind me with darkness and set me freeOh! How I long to beIn a place where I can finally breathWhere no long.. |
He Who Is FreeA Poem by Kenny NJust a quick blurb for a Thursday |
I LOVE FOOD! (and it's killing me)A Poem by KCthelastboyscoutLove food? Me too! How can anyone live without it? We NEED it! Until... "We hope when you read this you will laugh, but seriously..." |
It's LostA Poem by WallflowerBleary eyed poetry. |
Happy New MeA Poem by YahalloIt can be tough to be yourself after someone you loved leaves. |
Scared of Sad SongsA Poem by YahalloNot giving a chance. Making up things. Feeling terrified for no reason. Being scared of the sadder side of life. |
(Atypical) Sonnet of Their BeautyA Poem by Adrian R.A sonnet written about my ex, whom I loved very much. |
Nocturnal MelancholyA Poem by Carel ManiThis is something I felt during 7 years of imprisonment on a foreign continent. |
Convert Me?A Poem by Yahallopeople can believe in one thing but not in another |
FurA Poem by LuciaMy neck is warm, too hot- almostThe fur is a dyed, pure rabbit lined scarfPoufs of pink and burgundyLining my neck like blood grown dark with timeAn a.. |
SlaughterA Poem by LuciaWhere trees once kissed the skylineI find ribs upon a cageWhere pristine borders now entwineI once bore twinkling stageWhere honey once did glistenUpo.. |