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You ever get that feeling...A Poem by Zombieshotold stuff |
"Poetry is sharing bread with the dead"-FreeVerseA Poem by Elinor WilliamsI moved to university. |
Mental Health SolutionsA Poem by Subversive RealityDon't label me a problem, doc I need solutionsI'm not a kook, not a nutterNor a danger to society,I'm no stranger to "normality"Don't have me boxed in.. |
Where'd It Go?A Poem by WillWhere'd it go? There is no rhyme! Where's my flow? There ain't no time! The words don't click, meter's dead. It makes me sick, these w.. |
Ex-HumanA Poem by SilverFishup and down, maybe it is getting better, this and that, maybe, better to fight like a wild animal, fight yourself. |
VoidA Poem by Wraith.Defile the matter and corrupt the brainblack bloodied vengeance, warrants the insanecontaminated by the acrimony and sheltered by terrorThe blinded we.. |
Cold sun, black brainA Poem by Wraith.No less than senseless to the sunblack brain, the barren cageThick black curtains cover allHold back an ancient plagueA metaphysical hell that deters .. |
My MindA Poem by Faruque AzamThis is a poem about how I think. |
ENCEPHALONA Poem by OlufixMen over the table.Aprons as their costume.Tools for the table;Including the Scalpel.Eagles in the gallery.Witnessing medical history,As they open the.. |
the boxA Poem by ylianaIt is easy to think outside the box. it is what the box is surrounded by that is difficult to escape. |
Devil's Evil (Dark Poetry)A Poem by MJ SoulSmokeDark Poetry (Devil’s Evil)Dark is the night,And,Dark is the day.Dark are the words,I hear and say.Dark are the people,AndDark are their faces.Da.. |
Poem 58. CLUTTEREDA Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)my mind is |
Killing Zombies -- Not As Easy As You May ThinkA Story by Father MojoMy contribution to zombie lore is that it should be much harder to kill zombies than it is on TV and in movies.The ease with killing zombies is why zo.. |
InsomniacA Poem by Frances ClarkYou wear the wig, That is sleeplessness, Rested on your head, Indestructible, as it, follicle By your body, only can you Light .. |
TumorA Book by PoetryPenPalLily is shy. So is Bekey. Bekey wants a friend. So does Lily. When Lily was three, she was diagnosed with a brain tumor. When Bekey was five, she beca.. |
Chapter One: MourningA Chapter by PoetryPenPalThe fanspun in its rhythmic, circular pattern, around and around, making her dizzy.The calming hum it produced usually put her straight to sleep, but .. |
driftingA Poem by Jonathan Ballamtwo brains shimmer in between veins of streetlamps |
Cutting The FogA Poem by The Nude WriterI just can't get words on the page |
Dead from the Head UpA Poem by groishtDead. I...am... Dead. from the head up I am...DEAD. D ecapitated,Dead: from the head on up Dead. Dead. Dead? DEAD. Dea.. |