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Solemnity In SunriseA Poem by Aiden- Aiko- KiyomiThis is about using the rising sun as a metaphor for a new love interest dawning inside a person. The sunrise seems so lonesome because said person fe.. |
Vanilla SkyA Poem by Raul MorenoHiaku |
My Only OneA Poem by DeeganWas watching a sunset when I just started writing, then got carried away.. |
You're still my one.A Poem by WaitingToBeFoundSunrise. We loved from a young age. People looked on; told us to take it slow, But why would I, when I knew you were the one? Blazing noon. It .. |
You Are...A Poem by Jeffrey GershomA poem that reflects the similarities between a beautiful woman and a beautiful sunrise. |
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DaybreakA Poem by Undying GlorySomething we all take for granted...and my own take on it |
Beyond What I SeeA Poem by Scarlett Willowsshort and simple. |
Morning Sun SaguaroA Chapter by Desert Dreamersunrise thinking |
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SunriseA Poem by Allan EddingsHow I hate to see it, for with each resplendent ray my life grows a shade dimmer! |
SunriseA Poem by D S RollinsWhen you wake up early one morning and see the sunrise outside of your window... |
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Chapter 5- Live Brother, Dead BrotherA Chapter by Linny LindseyKya, buried in guilt, and Cirko, bent on finding the Book, enter the scene. Both Sister and brother are still mourning the death of their sibling- but.. |
Princess NinaA Story by Natasha AshweA Little Girl's Bedtime Story. |
SometimesA Poem by marielondonSometimes it hurts to remember.It's painful to think of the times that have slipped through our fingers,remaining only sepia images flashed across our.. |
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Chicago before sunriseA Story by lleoneif i remember correctly, you can only see half of downtown at six in the morning. the dense fog breathes across the lake and hovers near the fifty-f.. |
Forbidden Kiss (6 o'clock Sunrise)A Poem by BlindeI have been openly bisexual for so long, but I have always kept the secret of coming to terms with that sexuality... |
Predawn DarknessA Poem by NathIf you think about it, you will realize this poem is not as hopeful as it seems to be. Can you tell? |
on the sunrise riot in my front yardA Poem by Cole Atkinsonhang on. |
