Tags : Illusion

Nothing Left to Ask

Nothing Left to Ask

A Poem by KWP


so here are some thoughts from a year ago - awakening and finally seeing the path forward ..
Strings

Strings

A Poem by Chassediable


A man who refuses to see uses metaphor for eyes, yet eachray of light invented can only be seen by him. He controls thefading fictions of his existenc..
The Landing

The Landing

A Poem by The They


on a plane trying to draw out every moment before the landing...
Life's so beautiful, isn't it?

Life's so beautiful, isn't it?

A Poem by Kruppz


I'm honestly being only half-sarcastic in giving the poem the title that it has..
Broken masks

Broken masks

A Poem by Mercelus


I just want somebody to be close to.
I need help thinking of a title for this one...

I need help thinking of a title for this one...

A Poem by STAR


This has a different meaning for everyone.
Illusion

Illusion

A Poem by Jessica


And it was her carmel colored frames thatreflected the glare of the lights above,sheilding her glistening eyes in the illusions of light.And it was on..
Dreaming

Dreaming

A Poem by Starfruitanimal


It was, in the distance A sector of a single dream. Bittersweet and dissident, Now she’s in the inbetween. She’s frugal with h..
Pantomime

Pantomime

A Poem by Abraxasbird


For the performer, upon the worlds stage, an infamous pantomime, and his lovers call
Dream. The Illusion

Dream. The Illusion

A Story by K.G


Read and find out. . ..
Remembrance

Remembrance

A Book by Chaotic Fate


Is it possible to love a memory that never existed? Especially when it's slaughtering everyone around you?
BEWITCHED IN MY DREAM

BEWITCHED IN MY DREAM

A Poem by vspjaguar


I wrote this poem when I was a teen.I had this dream now and then in which I meet my perfect women.One night I woke up and wrote a poem about it.
Her Face

Her Face

A Poem by TranscendReality


She didn’t have much to say No it was written all over her face It’s a perfect day in such a lonely place Tears stream down her face as..
Bottomless Pit

Bottomless Pit

A Poem by Cristensen


This is a poem I've written while visiting Boston's Museum of Fine Arts. This particular piece is during my experience with an illusion; the bottomles..
My delusion

My delusion

A Poem by Lupus Kaos


my dreams are a lonely place...