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For All The Wrong Reasons

For All The Wrong Reasons

A Poem by JenLyn


I say I love you for all the wrong reasons:To make you feel better, to make you feel wanted, to make you think I want you to want meand to make you ..
Gate's Of The Spirit

Gate's Of The Spirit

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..


A perfect silence turned time backwards.........
Sex

Sex

A Poem by Miles Wilburn


This poem is about sex. Who would of guessed? :)
Outside of the Lines

Outside of the Lines

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..


I lend them my fingertips to search for the sunlight of my feelings until I hear the words that rhyme with we..........
My Fingertips Find Your Picture

My Fingertips Find Your Picture

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..


my fingertips find your picture, caress your lips......
Stop Touching Each Hurt

Stop Touching Each Hurt

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Chang..


I heard silence in the cobwebs of your soul............
Ramble #4: Cut Our Time

Ramble #4: Cut Our Time

A Poem by Harley


I'll write these wordsWith you in mind;And pour out these feelingsBefore I let go, or findAnother pair of arms To lay in; entwined.Gently I'll kiss th..
Ramble #2: Delusion

Ramble #2: Delusion

A Poem by Harley


Lace my fingers with yours,And peer behind those orbs.Search for reality, or maybe illusion.Try and figure out if our love is delusion.Capture your sw..
Feelings

Feelings

A Poem by Harley


Real-life feelings mixed with a dream. Completely non-sense since I wrote it on less than an hour of sleep.
Arpeggios of Lost Afternoons

Arpeggios of Lost Afternoons

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers


Arpeggios of Lost Afternoons Another morning of breakfast in bed, you drink the barenessfrom mysun dressed shoulders dissecting the preface t..
INGRAINED

INGRAINED

A Poem by kublakhan27


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I Will Be There

I Will Be There

A Poem by Vidya Bacchus


When someone is there for you whether happy or sad.
Layla

Layla

A Poem by Amelia Pagliaro


Things seem muffled:A frustrated softness.And kind of blurry?I don't know.Anyways, there's dirt in the creases of my handsand it's stuck there.I can h..
Walid Khazindar "Distant Light" translation

Walid Khazindar "Distant Light" translation

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


This Distant Lightby Walid Khazindarloose translation/interpretation byMichael R. BurchBitterly cold,winter clings to the naked trees.If only you woul..