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Real PhonyA Poem by Jasmine SalvadorYou claim life that you have not experienced;reputation built on lies to enhance your social statusYou tell others to be "real" yet you yourself canno.. |
Pretty Little MachinesA Poem by dramamineWe live behind bricks and pretty little machines,Where dirty faces are wiped clean,And happiness is measured by the numbers found on screen,Devoid of .. |
A Touch Of DarknessA Poem by Scarlet RoseI have been alone, thinking to myself for awhile now about my past. |
Cover it all up.A Poem by SiennaCover it all upCensorship galoreAnti-humanGossip, rage and moreIgnorant, unknowingBelieving and not showingMedia’s view and Toxic flowingsAll th.. |
Plastic AttractionA Poem by Cobblestone TravelerThe frustration of the body's impulses of surface-level appeal. This was inspired by an annoyingly gorgeous co-worker. Ha. |
Never take advice from a crocodileA Chapter by Lyn Andersona sonnet to thee may be exactly what it seems |
Only MeA Poem by The Inner WriterThis poem represents myself |
Jealousy's SlaveA Poem by T. Edana TalbottJealousy reared it’s ugly head, and made you hate me.You couldn’t stand my face, God-forbid it got any praise.You made me feel rotten for .. |
The False FriendA Poem by T. Edana TalbottThe false friend draws you into their flock to add to their numbers.They want your assistance in achieving that shallow title, “popular”.T.. |
Happy FaceA Chapter by Shy Joelook at my smilesee my confidencewitness my swagembrace my handshakesoak in my lieignore my paindon't look at the tearsstay out of my pillsmuffle out .. |
Just ThinkingA Poem by Qavah SimchahThis is just me thinking What if we're over-thinking, Riding chaos to cosmic dreams On a one-way street to defeat; What isn't empty Or becomming .. |
...A Poem by Momchil AtanasoffDusk,Rising moon,a scratch on night sky's skin,a passion markby a new found lover.Bourbon and tobaccoare my company tonight,sitting on a tablein a dis.. |
Nothing RealA Poem by JustMaeArtPoem about the pressure of being perfect on social media destroying one's perspective on the true meaning of life. |
Am I Even WantedA Poem by The Disconsolate MuseA poem about society and the narcissism at its core |