Tags : PAST

THINK ABOUT IT

THINK ABOUT IT

A Poem by kelvin


Our thoughts are as powerful as a cataclysmic force hitting the earth. But we starve the wisdom that lies dormant within ourselves like a lio..
Did I Really Have What I Had

Did I Really Have What I Had

A Poem by Gabriel Tejamo


Was she really genuine?
My Past Love

My Past Love

A Poem by NFA


I was in class last night and saw someone who reminded me of a lost love I used to know.
A girl I knew

A girl I knew

A Poem by Caitlin


there was a girl I knew of back in high school she didn’t dress for the male gaze her smile was so wide that when her lips stretched, the scho..
Time

Time

A Poem by Sam


Just a short little poem I wrote while thinking about life.
The Beach Story

The Beach Story

A Story by LJ


years ago, venice beach, california was a place of discovery
Two Children's Street

Two Children's Street

A Poem by Louisa Chan


A fond memory of time spent with my younger brother when we were small...
The Time Winds

The Time Winds

A Poem by Ronald K. Reddout


A description of time as it flows through the universe, how it could be like the wind that blows through the trees and grasses, and how our actions mi..
Like A Seed I Am Sown

Like A Seed I Am Sown

A Poem by Ann Outlaw


Short poem about leaving the past behind, in search of something greater.
Identity

Identity

A Poem by Shelly Wiseberg


Finding your own identity when feeling stuck in sorrow looking for happiness
Never Enough

Never Enough

A Poem by WillaDanvers


You're in my head and I want you to leave... but a little part of me wants you to stay and tell me that I could be good enough
New Haven Terminal

New Haven Terminal

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Across the track, a rail yard workerbig innocent bear of a guy, beerbelly, embraces his girl. She’sa conductor, comes up to that belly,reaches a..
Let the Past Be the Past

Let the Past Be the Past

A Story by mbizzell


Our past is a part of our present and we can never forget those lessons learned.
Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - January 28, 2023

Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - January 28, 2023

A Story by Red Pill Coyote


You could spank me and I wouldn't feel a thing.. Hey. You could be wondering why I haven't been typing or maybe you don't care.. But ultimately, a lot..
Laid To Rest

Laid To Rest

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Your past is always your past. Even if you forget it, it remembers you.