Tags : Heart

The Human

The Human

A Poem by Omikron


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What I Write is My Heart

What I Write is My Heart

A Poem by yuhee


I write because of my heart. I write because the world wont listen to my heart.
Up in the Air

Up in the Air

A Poem by Jacques - iNkwire


A piece I wrote during a trip about the one I refuse to forget
Where Mercy Lives

Where Mercy Lives

A Poem by Melinda McQueen


Where Mercy Lives A dark cloud lifted As peace is gifted. A curtain opened wide Where mercy resides. A torn veil b..
Heartbroken

Heartbroken

A Chapter by JordanStories


Todd is hearing some weird voices in his head. But are they actually going to do anything horrible?
F L A M E S

F L A M E S

A Poem by Annabel Lee


I'm searching but seeking,oh but sweetlyI'm hunting but hurtingby the burns of your flame.My buckets of tears can't extinguishMy heart-Which is brande..
The vinyl girl and me

The vinyl girl and me

A Story by tanmita


I'm here waiting for my turn for the eye doc. Sitting next to me is a girl with cranberry red hairs. I didn't said cherry cause I want to be specific...
My Heart

My Heart

A Poem by David P Carroll


Heart
I Left Her.

I Left Her.

A Poem by Tushar Singh


Leaving someone is hard, but sometimes, for the happiness of that person it is the only thing that you can do.
Watch Me Rain (Seasons of growth and dormancy)

Watch Me Rain (Seasons of growth and dormancy)

A Poem by Kathy Van Kurin


Casting off fear within life seasons.
How can I make you happy

How can I make you happy

A Poem by Outlawless


You don't like me
You and Me

You and Me

A Chapter by yuhee


And even the world before us disappears I would still run right into your arms
An Open Heart

An Open Heart

A Poem by Brittany Defranco


written based on an impossible unity
On My Doorstep

On My Doorstep

A Story by Sachi Ruaya


A young 20-year-old heart-broken woman isolates herself in her "little-urban-box". Not until she doesn't feel very well... *This story is based on ..
Portland Postcard

Portland Postcard

A Poem by Anna


The lavender evening is still climbing down the branches as we speak;the hot tea I stare into is staring back at me with words I could say.And you hav..
Waiting is Painful

Waiting is Painful

A Poem by Sammi


Though sunlight streams all aroundI bathe in shadowsBeing consumed and overwhelmedBy numbness like no other.A blue coldness runing through my veinsEye..