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Loneliness
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The Worth Of My WordsA Poem by AJ DouglasAre my words worth anythingif no one ever reads themJeremiads of dejection and desolationdelineations of desires and dreamsDoes he take any interestin.. |
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The fallA Poem by Carmine BrancoChoked by fear as he stands alone; no asylum to seek, no place to call home. A secluded place he does not know; voices shouting, creeping in s.. |
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AutumnA Poem by AJ DouglasI once believed at leasta few things in life matteredthe list dwindling as the yearsmelted away like winter’s snowin the warm spring sunshineor .. |
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LimboA Poem by Carmine BrancoI don't know what is wrong or right. |
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Old Fashioned FantasyA Poem by AJ DouglasSauntering into the pub from out of the fogthe varnished wood paneling on the wallsreflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbsin their Art Deco f.. |
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Living RoomA Poem by blusnoopyLiving RoomWhen I was little,my parents spentall their time in theirbedroomwith the door closed.I wasn't welcome.I spentall my time in theliving roomw.. |
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Boarding dock.A Poem by angelA poem about loneliness. |
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LongingA Poem by Farjana Shah ChaityFree verse |
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SweaterA Poem by AJ DouglasFor as long as I can rememberlife has been like an itchy sweaterI can’t wait to take offa frumpy and unflattering dressshoes with holes in the s.. |
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It's Too LateA Story by CatMy baby lived longest in my mind. The nurse handed me the box and told me it was better not to look inside. All I could think when I looked at it was,.. |
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TrustfallA Poem by Farjana Shah ChaityFree verse |
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The NeversA Poem by AJ DouglasThe Nevers pile up like yellowed newspapers in a hoarder’s home threatening totopple over with the slightest vibration of my footsteps across th.. |
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PlagueA Poem by Shannon MillerYou plague meWhen I wakeWhen I sleepYour faceYour voiceYour touchWalking dreamWaking nightmareThat won't endFeelings of lossFeelings of longingWont' d.. |
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Amidst a cityA Poem by Cade Ngan imagery poem |
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The Art of ControllingA Poem by SNUBherDo you also feel the pain?In chest or everywhere?Yes! You’ve passedThe controlling fear.Is it a thing to feel happy aboutSuffering in agonyAnd s.. |
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The house on the hillA Story by Esteban MorfínOnly the lonely know loneliness |
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Alone: An Empty WorldA Poem by AtlasDo you ever get lonely?As if you're the only person who feels this way?Alone…Sometimes, I feel as if this word means nothing.It's thrown around.. |
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