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Caged HumanityA Poem by Kay Salisu Titilola... |
Mommy Has All The AnswersA Poem by Earl Schumackerwhat happens when mommy misses her special time of the month |
October SlayerA Poem by Raven StarhawkMarch upward the slippery slopes of yesteryear While keeping a bloodshot eye on present folliesAs nothing quite as dangerous as the pastWill haunt you.. |
Silent SoundsA Poem by Llee HillInspired by a real event that happened to me. It was a late Friday afternoon and I was sitting on the pavement in the middle of a busy city, exhausted.. |
Infliction Or Curse?A Poem by OnlymeIs being borninto unsettlingoverwhelmingtragic circumstancesWith constantdrama isjust a perfectstorm? The neverending woesthat follow You.On your life.. |
My HalloweenA Poem by Phillip J ClaytonSelf destructive behavior, possession, deceitful: Self exploration. |
FortyA Poem by Raven StarhawkForty years ago Existence molded a being of disadvantage As wasted flesh married agony And agony bore a unforgiving disappointment Known as Mary .. |
PerceptionsA Poem by SupriyaSometimes rules you have to breach , To get things which are not in reach. You fight and fight, all above and inside, Long journey of explaining '.. |
The Fear Of Death.A Poem by MaximusThis poetry describes the fear of death present in every human being. |
October MasqueradeA Poem by Raven StarhawkSeasons serve their reminders... ...their trademark arrivals... ...and power over human traditions... As a cycle forever in motion Demonstrating p.. |
In this Ordinary SwoonA Poem by Michael R. BurchIn this ordinary swoonas I pass from life to death,I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;I feel no sympathy for breath.Who I am and why I came,I do .. |
Light on BricksA Poem by LeighLight on bricks, the sun has hit them Making them bright Showing their hidden textures Ruddy red, dull red and brown Shining with cement blanche.. |
What Price?A Poem by Satish VermaWhat Price? |
HighA Poem by kurohanaEverything is just a blur, As I count one to four. Spinning endlessly, as I ended up on the floor. Silence, as a knock came at my door. My body .. |
Dirty GirlA Poem by NebulaLife |