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RamblingsA Poem by DalfontionAlways thinking |
In..A Poem by angelIn your heart I will always be. To protect you from harm. You are my world and my everything. From the start I knew you had my heart. |
The NoteA Poem by mr.cool.as.iceI always wondered when I die will I make it into heaven I’ve been breaking the Ten Commandments since the age of seven No one gave two f***s abo.. |
A Lost Thought~A Poem by KKlingerSometimes what your looking for just isn't there. |
Lonely WalkA Poem by AmitOne rainy night walking on the streets. |
You can'tA Poem by AmitDo what you think is right. Always be in the side of truth. Don't get manipulated. |
LIFE IS BEAUTIFULA Poem by AmitLIFE IS BEAUTIFUL |
Confused? Me?A Story by Babyblue007A story of a drunk and a confused man. His questions are intriguing as well are his answers. |
Ever Changing CloudsA Poem by Bohrium GuyWhen the mind sits idle and forgets that life continues even if we think we are standing still in time.... |
Spare a thoughtA Poem by OnlymeSpare a thoughtparticularly this time of year.{But it should be howeverall year in generalthough}!For the lonely souls whohave no one watching outfor .. |
As We SearchA Poem by Carl Douglas SinderbyWe search through life trying to find a purpose don't we. |
The lonely daisyA Poem by Ghost47On a field of grass Lies a single daisy Drifting in the breeze The daisy was at ease But then came the drought Witty, fast and coy The daisy.. |
Thought Before The ThoughtA Poem by Earl SchumackerDidactic poem- Words without meaning have the same unknown origins. |
Rotten Row, Hambleden 15/12/18A Poem by Nicholas GreenNearby, or assembled: the last allegory. It is cold as habituated sky. The sky is now a habit. Day is worn with empty sockets. It is m.. |
Grand Piano MoonlitA Poem by LE BerryA poem Beethoven |
A Stranger's FriendA Poem by Silent_WhispersThere was a sort of deadness in her eyes. The dark shadows almost emulated an essence of self loathing and despair. Her head seemed heavy, with he.. |
Oceans of AfterthoughtA Poem by Chilson, JoshuaI bathe in scribed scars Letting their stories wash over My bare skin. And shower in thoughts That fill my head With echoes. As words sli.. |
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