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UnfrozenA Poem by BThe tranquil night would veil a starAs the paper rocks would flyUnrevealed through the staring eyes of the nightLeading to a glory like love through g.. |
Starting a FireA Poem by Laz K.It's about the urge to rid myself of superficial baggage - labels,ideas, etc. - and to be free, a pure essence, an authentic Self. |
Where the Grass is Greener.A Poem by Angeliki LargatzisConstantly, my mind is a warzone where my thoughts conflict with what my heart yearns to do, because there once was a time when we were filled to.. |
Song of a trapped canaryA Poem by Xuannu5810I was born into a world full of light and wonder,Yet I am trapped within a cage of cold steelForever singing the desires to be freeYet my song falling.. |
NothingnessA Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell“Is it possible that existence is our exile and nothingness our home?” ~ Emil M. Cioran |
TranslucentA Poem by BThe silence fallsUpon white reignsThe cold airBreezing throughTelling talesA Wing of pearlChange unknownTaken long loveMelting iceBroken throughFlownP.. |
Into The After Of My LifeA Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell“Be like a tree, and let the dead leaves drop.” ~ Rumi |
Live FreeA Poem by Mariah McintyrePretending I'm somewhere else.Somewhere that the sky is always paintedWith pastel colors and puffy clouds.Where the birds always sing and the trees da.. |
FATHER SOLOMON’S BUSHA Story by Peter RogersonFather Solomon was happy and even contented until he had a vision... |
A Reason To Live.A Story by MetBySunlightAnd what if I die tomorrow? Will I go unnoticed? Locked in my room, how long till they realise? Music on repeat- sounds of soft pen scribbling, anx.. |
His Day of JubileeA Story by OscarRatA black family at the end of the American Civil War. |
Children Of The Twentieth CenturyA Poem by breakthebrokenoneChildrenlaughing and holleringin the spring suntravelling on electric scooterswith fast food bags in handdressed in brand labelsto fit in with their p.. |
WingsA Poem by Laura KateClips are passed down fromgeneration to generation,daughters they strugglewith mirrored frustrations. |
Members Of The JuryA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellThe only difference between a flower and a weed is judgement. |
“Hindi Ko Sinasadya”A Poem by ShineheemiHonestly..... |