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Treading Into Someone Else's Sunset (All I Want is..A Poem by Sweet & Tender Hooligan"Life is like a cigarette, smoke it to the butt." - Harvie Krumpet. Inspired by Mary and Max, Harvie Krumpet, Felt, old photos and old paintings. Li.. |
Poem for PaulA Poem by Zoe JayI try, and I try again...because persistence is a virtue, right?I try, and I keep on trying...because you have to, right?I try to control the madness .. |
Cartography of FollyA Poem by lunarfleshOf uncharted territory. |
The Monster WithinA Poem by Waqas RabbaniNothing in the world is white, and nothing is Absolutely Black, there are shades of Gray, this is the exploration of the darker shades inside our soul.. |
Echoes of madnessA Poem by InkSlingerThe sounds of madness that echo in ones mind |
SurrealismA Story by Tom ChanMadness is all around us. |
HimA Story by Wordless WandererThis is a story that I wrote for a contest with the theme "Dark". |
Ode to the CityA Poem by Filibustero IbarraI wrote this while daydreaming about the Second World War. The destruction of Manila during the Liberation equaled the ruins of Warsaw and Stalingrad... |
Bourbon KeyA Book by Bourbon KeyTwo men justify their voracious appetites for sex and drugs with diametrically opposed arguments. |
SolaceA Poem by Austin DavisIn outward appearance, Pounds of flesh are measured in envy of skeletons; Contempt is too bountiful within, with which to compete and contend.. |
Throat FeelingA Poem by BAHAMJust something I'm working on. |
The perfect painting ( A story of OCD )A Story by KatiaThe story of a neurotic painter falling in love. |
No Time.A Poem by KaraMy body is as stiff as ice,about to crack.How I long to be filledwith free flowing streams.Trickling waters reflecting the sun.I am a winter's tree,fe.. |
The Refined Art of MadnessA Story by Mackenzie R. FridayA chronicle of young, troubled love. |
Tender madnessA Poem by EmpressPoetessYour smile draws my infatuation your kisses stir my imagination these feelings gently pull and shove both will lead you and me to love And love .. |
We're not Even CloseA Poem by Amata LunaCold hands, shaking limbs, turning stomachs and a heart beating fast. What more description can I be more mad? |