Tags Poetry
You and IA Poem by NyxSometimes you can’t save someone. You can only watch as they’re torn apart by the monsters chasing after them. |
Another Type Of ChoreA Poem by OhiomanIn this terza rima poem, a retail store employee encounters a female customer who happens to have a new type of job for him to do. |
DiscriminationA Poem by Michael R. BurchDiscriminationby Michael R. BurchThe meter I had sought to find, perplexed,was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose.I found it in sheet m.. |
She Took Off Her TopA Poem by OhiomanA man is using this haiku poem to share with us what he has seen a woman do in front of him. |
Gracie LaceyA Poem by OhiomanThis four line poem is based on a classic nursery rhyme entitled 'Georgie Porgie'. |
Threading NeedleA Poem by NyxOur lives are woven with such thin fabric. |
Love of a LeechA Poem by NyxWe can be utterly hypnotized by the very thing draining us. |
Bottomless PitA Poem by NyxWhen we indulge in the darkness we find ourselves steadily growing closer to the hell in which we fear. |
After She Had SwamA Poem by OhiomanA young man is using this haiku poem to describe what happens after he has seen a woman skinny dipping. |
A Long Time Ago On Plymouth RockA Poem by OhiomanThis three line poem takes place during the first Thanksgiving on Plymouth Rock from a Native American's point of view. |
My TriggerA Poem by John G. Forrester Jr.Something useful to the masses if they ever would like to understand me. |
ShadowsA Poem by Pradipna LodhShadows are the eulogy to physicality That consumes the dark in solidarity They sit, dance, rise and fall They don’t echo, but the.. |
Shadow of the StormA Poem by FoxI'm sure you can figure out what the storm represents. The experiences of youth impact you more than you think. |
Old Gods of Time and SpaceA Poem by TTinaOld gods of time and spaceDisappeared without a trace.In the vast void, one blue dot remainsRivers stretching like veinsWith blood burning red still.T.. |
Traveling TouchA Poem by NyxYou can always find me, lost in the lines I drew on your back. |
She Feels The Wave HitA Poem by OhiomanThis haiku poem is about what a woman feels while she's nude sunbathing on a local beach. |
Engines Running on Empty StomachsA Poem by NoPoetryspoken word version: youtu.be/f2Xs498GWys |