Tags : Introspection

on the rooftop

on the rooftop

A Poem by Daniel Atkinson


we will never be what we want to be.
Lost City

Lost City

A Poem by Silver-Ink


Looking for meaning within your self is futile. There is none. “…no existence can be validly fulfilled if it is limited to itself.”..
the whole damn thing is a metaphor

the whole damn thing is a metaphor

A Poem by Daniel Atkinson


did you see the title?
Epilogue

Epilogue

A Poem by Ivy


Within the epilogue of the journals you keptlingered the thoughts I left at your doorlike cargo tumbling though the air towarda world outside its comp..
This Key

This Key

A Poem by Melobldnfr


Poem
Thanks A.M.

Thanks A.M.

A Poem by Melobldnfr


Poem
Plenty

Plenty

A Poem by Melobldnfr


"...If this be what you mean by patience,..."
No Way

No Way

A Poem by Melobldnfr


Poem
The End

The End

A Poem by Introspective Mind


The kite floats--just severed--Seesawing leisurely In rhythm of kissing ends, Of promises and dejections, Of remembrances and forgettin..
You Don't Say?

You Don't Say?

A Poem by Melobldnfr


the only thing I can think to utter Without closing the shutters On my own valve wrenched place
Ode to Now

Ode to Now

A Poem by Zoe Jay


For now there is a void inside me But it’s a good void It’s an absence of ouch Because ouch has been there for too long I welcome th..
These Few Precious Hours

These Few Precious Hours

A Poem by Melobldnfr


Give me some sweet similitude to a stretch of my wings!
New Wave

New Wave

A Poem by Melobldnfr


In admiration of a fellow poet.
Porcelain Lips of the Kraken

Porcelain Lips of the Kraken

A Poem by L0v3craft


A touch of surrealism in self-introspection, a voyage through a dark and tormented soul's psych
The Painted Corner

The Painted Corner

A Poem by Melobldnfr


I'm not sure how to describe this one. Written out of hurt in a moment of great stress and frustration.
Introversion

Introversion

A Poem by Zoe Jay


Stop filling space.Start letting space fill you.If luck does rain from the skies,it falls upon those who don'tshelter their heads.We move on a treadmi..
You Were The One

You Were The One

A Poem by Melobldnfr


A song I wrote nearly a year ago now, that though thankfully I am no longer in the place I was when it was written, I am compelled to share.
Willowbane

Willowbane

A Story by Melobldnfr


Stranger things have happened than these, yet these things too are strange indeed! --Melinda McDaniel
That Which You Portray

That Which You Portray

A Poem by Melobldnfr


There is no mending a broken plastic tray...