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But I Was in His BedA Poem by Anonwriter28This poem may be graphic and triggering to sexual assault survivors so proceed with caution. |
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BoundA Poem by falsenamePulled aside,I’m told of my transgressions.I’m not performing as I should,I’ve been cold and removed.My silence and disinteresttreat.. |
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Nobody's PlaceA Poem by ayejodieI walked as far as I'd ever walked before, Heading toward the castle ruins. The sunlight shon bright and far away, It's warmth hardly grazing my s.. |
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A Christmas DreamA Poem by Pryde FoltzA Rhyming Christmas Tale ... sit back and listen |
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Morning CigaretteA Poem by ayejodieThe morning after the night before |
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The Quicksand That Saved UsA Poem by Ravyn-Brielle WhitakerI tend to torture my self dreaming of us.Find myself sighing remembering the nights we spent wallowing in the sorrows we had in common.We were so hope.. |
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LowlandsA Poem by Firestorm's PoemsWelcome to the low landswhere we say "Oh man"every time we feel sandbut we don't eat the dirt man,we type with serif sanscartoon type and enlarged han.. |
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The dead plantA Poem by ayejodieLittle parts of me Begin to break away. The light has been dimming, The bulb you never changed. And I gradually dull Skin flakes away. You have.. |
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Spoken Word -- FaçadeA Poem by MomzillaNCA poetic exploration of unexamined societal truths |
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Broken, Death, Life, Love EternalA Poem by Chad Saville6 minute read 11 minute read - Spokenword out loud 1330 words |
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The Maple's Sanguine Lament, Spoken WordA Poem by Pryde FoltzIt is getting to be that time of year again. |
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All That's Left of the Old Man, Spoken Word and Po..A Poem by Pryde FoltzIt is what comes from being rooted in one spot too long ... |
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The Dancer, Poetry and Spoken WordA Poem by Pryde FoltzThe dancer leapt upon the stage Wheat-coloured hair flowed straight Through sunny-peach shoulders ... |
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The Starling and the Willow, A Love StoryA Poem by Pryde FoltzGrandfather North began his hyperborean reign; from his lips algid slivers and shards descended; so began the season of Cimmerian shade ... |
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The woe of a broken loveA Poem by IsimbabiThis is a spoken work poem. "A" loves "B" so much that 'A' fears 'A' will destroy 'B'. |
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ContradictionA Poem by IsimbabiThe Contradiction in the structure of society |
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Confines of Our MindsA Poem by vydenmyriaWritten whilst still in bed this morning 12/29/21 |
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Reflections of a BoyA Poem by vydenmyriaWritten 12/27/21 |
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World So StrangeA Poem by vydenmyriaWritten 12/25/21 |
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