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The Dead ShatterA Poem by AnnaWake me, wake me!Grating and scratching against the metal,somewhere in the darkness I have heard it.Down the spiral stairs of endless shut doors,I am .. |
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Impossible WarA Poem by TheSeaOfWoeMy grandfather was recently put into a nursing home. This is me saying all of the things that I can't really say to him, but put in a more poetic form.. |
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Depression is winningA Poem by destinyleighDepression is winning. Sometimes I just get so sad, I stare at a blank wall and zone out.. It doesn't matter what you could say to me, because in t.. |
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Live on in MemoriesA Poem by Josie E. Cook M. A.For a dear man that passed away suddenly...he will be missed! |
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No More YesterdaysA Poem by JenLynOnly yesterdayDeath is but a breath awayNo more tomorrows |
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I Won't ScreamA Poem by Beth LindsayThere are many different ways to approach your problems. |
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A FINE ROUTE TO HEAVENA Story by Peter RogersonA fresh look at an old theme and the joys of sex... |
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Ballad Of The SleepersA Poem by AnnaCurly haired, kindly smiles,pipe smoke and wandering eyes.To venture upon such a sight,he sought not after gold nor whys.Tangled, but not forever so l.. |
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ElizaA Story by Queen ApocalypseA little sad self-indulgent story. Non-fiction narrative told in a story format. |
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When I dieA Poem by Kat ManduI'd like to be awake when I die,Just so I know how and why.Maybe I'll be executed,Or murdered so my voice is muted.Perhaps I'll go in a car that crash.. |
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The Castle Where I DiedA Poem by AnnaShrouded in years beyond dust and ill intents,shadows cling to these darkly ancient walls.The drapes billow with the winds at night,the devil's gales .. |
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LingerA Poem by AnnaI feel the soft glow of something ever warming and good,deep inside it grows until it runs in my very blood to strive.But then somewhere it fades, it .. |
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CommunicationA Poem by The Masked CrusaderCommunication.The world revolves around itIt's a dying art.(This is padding text that is not part of the haiku. writerscafe won't save my haikus witho.. |
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The OrphanA Poem by Gerry LegisterWhen the years of pleasure and joy has been withdrawn, we are unsure which road to follow, poor health takes us into a foreign home. |
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The Survivor's BalladA Poem by AnnaWe shake the shiver from our hollow bones,cold breath lingers inside each heaving lung.Our eyes are dry and tired from this Winter,and I know it's tim.. |
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The Dying ManA Poem by magicimaginationThe dying man has no more a wish He only knows what comes The song of beeps that holds his heart The box that gently hums The dying man awaits h.. |
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