Tags : still

Absense

Absense

A Poem by HarmlessLove


DarknessThe feeling of cool silkTapestries hangingIn a long forgottenCrumbling churchThe sound of windRushing through The halls, quick and quietTaking..
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by RomAnna


Wind gusts around my body, Consuming me in its forceful spiral. I look anxiously to the sky, Praying desperately for an antiviral. Eventually,..
Highest Sound

Highest Sound

A Poem by InkedLance


A short, lyrical poem.
Still Empty

Still Empty

A Poem by Krista Weiss


I wrote this a while ago when two of my friends liked the same guy and I imagined what I'd do if I was in that position. I hope you like it! The hidde..
I'd Still Choose You

I'd Still Choose You

A Poem by Erica Ross


I don't know how it feels to be you, but I can imagineI could bet that most times you are happy, but sometimes your life wreaks havocAnd I bet you don..
Release

Release

A Poem by Mike Goodwin


So, wont you turn around?
Newly Found

Newly Found

A Poem by Healing Star


A fantasy about finding a new love, and finding yourself.
Hands, so Small

Hands, so Small

A Poem by Emily


This just came to me today at school.
Time Moves On and I Do Too

Time Moves On and I Do Too

A Poem by Emily


I really like this one. I got the idea from a Longfellow poem.
Dream

Dream

A Poem by Harley


I dreamed a dream so sweet,I knew it to be false.My head on your chest,Our fingers entwined,Your painted canvas colored with the dawn.Flesh on flesh,R..
How Is It That I'm Still Here

How Is It That I'm Still Here

A Poem by dotsnspots96


Every step feels like a thousandand the glory's still miles and miles awayBitches, glares, and hungry stares*last verse scribbled out*Every curse feel..
I am still awake and writing

I am still awake and writing

A Poem by Rahul


Here's 01:24 A.M, i want to sleep, but i want to write as well.
Starling

Starling

A Poem by Ronnie Smith


People we love and break.
Road Kill & Moonshine Still-Write of Redneck Humor

Road Kill & Moonshine Still-Write of Redneck Humor

A Poem by Sheila Kline


A write of humor about the infamous Redneck road kills and a country bumpkin who has a moonshine still!

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