Tags : Cycles

Waiting for Blossoms to Rise

Waiting for Blossoms to Rise

A Poem by Deepshikha


It's a vicious cycle, one of hope, uprising, death, agony, and once again, hope.
RUSSIAN DOLL

RUSSIAN DOLL

A Poem by Shimmerbliss/CAF


Twist, and turn..
Single Barrel

Single Barrel

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


Had a sip of Jack Daniel's:Single Barrel by accident so these are the thoughts that ran through my mind as it hit me.
Arche

Arche

A Chapter by BVBYGXRL


"the first" - Introduction
Agenda of the Echoing Galleries

Agenda of the Echoing Galleries

A Poem by Michael Kevin Spencer


We felt little horses fleeing With age, the sun so bright outside We were lost in horizons Years passing like rare smiles You with you..
Show me your way

Show me your way

A Poem by Azriel


Life among the wolves, Seems like a life lived among the thorns, Day In day out, rinse repeat, it's all the same. In cycles we are born; and in ..
Movement Resting

Movement Resting

A Poem by Odin Roark


Can we ever experience too many wakeup calls?
Back to Bones

Back to Bones

A Poem by Azriel


She is forever running, fleeing from her past, Yet she ends up constantly blurring the line Between past and future. They haunt at night, not ..
Darkness Is King

Darkness Is King

A Story by Michale Rune


A tale of the changing of the guard.
A Timely Beginning

A Timely Beginning

A Poem by V. P. Trujillo


A most lovely sight, for end is illusion and beginnings reign supreme.
Aware in Death

Aware in Death

A Poem by Nyanachi


That one thing I once had,now gone.Showing me a darkness like no other,one whose power shaped life,shaped it like a death.I now live as death,remember..
deja vu

deja vu

A Poem by joshua deathdealer


03/2013
Two Sides of a Coin

Two Sides of a Coin

A Poem by julie holland


Two sides of a coin, only one revealed. Will the earth preserve compassion while courage is born. A broken tape of the past of a life forsak..
The track or the merry-go-round

The track or the merry-go-round

A Poem by aboutthegirl


I grew up in a very dysfunctional family. That included severe verbal abuse, drugs and neglect this is my poem I wrote of how I am and will break free..

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