Tags POETRY
RefractionA Poem by EyerightA poem I wrote about ten years ago about the state of the world. (Opinions. Thoughts. Feedback.) |
No Way Of Knowing About Her BetrayalA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerThis etheree poem is from the point of view of a young man doing something with a mature woman behind her husband's back. |
Poetry: Anger and LoveA Poem by zennedpenA short poem that says: Anger is nonacceptance of love. Let it go, and return to love. Anger never works. It just breaks the egg! |
InjectionA Poem by NebulaLet me give you a dose The journey will be amazing A magical world where you will be the queen Forbidden desire Everything will be for you Just one i.. |
Untitled, for nowA Poem by EyerightLove, love, boring old love. |
Thought That We Would Get Into Real TroubleA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerIn this free verse poem, a brother and sister thought their mother and father would get mad at them for something. |
Sweet FreedomA Poem by WillaDanversSometimes you don't see the truth till your standing a while away with fresh eyes. This is my truth. |
What I Would Like To DoA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerThis etheree poem is about what a man whispers in his roommate's ear on what he would like to do with her and another friend. |
CatatonicA Poem by NebulaLost in a catatonic trance I drool and I scream A rabid animal My body is no longer mine Uncontrollable I'm a burden A crazy junkie |
Poetry: I was all alone in my heaving sadness of g..A Poem by zennedpenLove is so very powerful, but without the courage to love, we fall into a deep pit of saddened aloneness. Life is so sad, spent in your self alone. |
"The Eight Forms of Weakness"A Poem by taylorkn21The poetry collection titled “The Eight Forms of Weakness” was written to share personal perception, experience, and thoughts on eight dif.. |
The StrokesA Poem by Pushpa TuladharThen the posture of his body half immovable and other half movable being altered instantly in its body confronted the torture of no limit. |
A Change Inside MeA Poem by Ally Anna newfound appreciation for what is probably just living |
I Looked Into This One Hotel RoomA Poem by Andrew Troy KellerThis etheree poem is about what one hotel guest has suddenly seen while he was walking to the pool. |
Give Me A SignA Poem by KibaxChanBeg for Forgiveness |
Maybe It was the RainA Poem by Andrew Nelson StewartLove and much more what meets the eye when such an old world is said so many times. |
Poetry: The obsession escape was my outletA Poem by zennedpenDo not become so obsessed in your collecting, that you leave no room for life then, to enter your life, your collection. Be careful of obsession! |