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Oft DispositionsA Poem by Serene StarThe longest rideThrough hollow spaceCreeds of loveGiven upAnother day would beForging scenesA soft flare of the unknownInstantly gratifying a passMaro.. |
3 am in the morningA Poem by sedulous_mindExhale...inhale. Keep walking. That´s how I find myself sometimes in the morning.Lucky on my side, headphones in my ears. Empty sidewalks, roads.. |
The Bed On The Surface Of The OceanA Poem by LanaI lie on my bed on the surface of the oceanWith mixed emotions cooking up in my ovenSometimes I lie outside of the bedSwimming away the painAnd I obse.. |
Hardened.A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA glimpse of mental health. |
Got Sleep?A Poem by Robert RonnowNothing more intimate than sleepwake before dawn, go downtownprepare for tomorrow, come home from work late.Most cities prosper undisturbedsleeping pe.. |
human body and mindA Story by sedulous_mindThe human body is unique. No matter how much we destroy and manipulate it, it always does its best to regenerate itself. Wounds heal on their own, blo.. |
A little more, a little less!A Poem by Swagata Lakshmi DasSometimes we wake up and feel numb about our existence and our worth. But we should never give up on us. Introspection is beautiful. |
Poetry: A cramped, or a clamped mind, is due to la..A Poem by zennedpenWe can think until the cows come home, but we will never make the right moo, until we connect ourselves to the right milker, to God, by our loving to .. |
Cusp of InsanityA Poem by mordaxPoem on insanity |
Broken LightA Poem by CosmicA heart to heart, a friend to friend. This is a honest conversation to one friend to another |
True Love, FinallyA Poem by LlamaLordSomething I wrote about the love of my life. Wrote this in fifteen minutes. |
Poetry: The hidden room is not hidden to the hiderA Poem by zennedpenThis is a poem that tells us that whatever is hidden from us within us, we have the key to it within us too. |
Subjective Beauty of ExpressionA Poem by philapotamuspoetry is elegancebut bares a prestigious natureoften those who carry itobligate themselves a wagerthat it must be certainit must be righteousit must .. |
ScaredA Story by Ghost/Gray"What scares you?" |
Amaranthine CombatA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem out of my book, "Trauma into Beauty" |
Buried In The WeedsA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty" |
Desperate ChaosA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty" |