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Losing What Was Never Mine

Losing What Was Never Mine

A Poem by Ally Ann


There is guilt in mourning something you never had
The Sky and the Earth

The Sky and the Earth

A Poem by Isabella Cezanne


a poem about yearning
Tomboy

Tomboy

A Poem by Laura Kate


Another one of me couldn't join the football team played with Dad at the park and in the garden wAnother one of mecouldn't join the football teampl..
The Next Chapter

The Next Chapter

A Story by Ghane


I've let out the memories lingering within some part of me.
I like it better here

I like it better here

A Poem by Emily


I dream in technicolour, Standing between the green green grass I look up at a rose painted sky. This world shines bright, Glistens like a blue ..
Deeply Abiding Way

Deeply Abiding Way

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


“I guess we’ll always feel unloved in a deeply abiding way.” ~ Richard
there

there

A Poem by Digvijay Singh


My dream took us a place far.Where sky meets the horizon.Where mountain looks dwarf.Where ocean is blue and silentAnd where sun is almost gone.ThereIs..
What is that fragrance?

What is that fragrance?

A Poem by Kathy Van Kurin


Can we accept within our differences we are all really the same? What do we need? What defines us?
Lessons

Lessons

A Poem by Laura Kate


All the things in lifeyou feel didn't serve youwere doing exactly that -serving youif only to shine a lighton the things in lifewhich don't serve yous..
my shoelaces got caught in a street puddle, and there, I saw my reflection

my shoelaces got caught in a street puddle, and th..

A Poem by J. B.


This poem is a unique twist of perspective and word play. Perspective: you, the onlooker, the subject; I want the reader to ponder what they read, inc..
She's here

She's here

A Poem by Digvijay Singh


Dance O feet mine. Now she's here.Beat and rhythm we know by heartWalls around us gaze with curiosityAnd wine has possessed the veinsWindow moon is th..
Emergence

Emergence

A Poem by Laura Kate


Goodbye to the place I was inspired to go by the man who nurtured and loved me so. Did he know that after his death I'd need isolation in which I c..