Tags introspective
Hope and MiseryA Story by HaleyMisery loves company, we’ve all heard it. But what exactly is this notorious entity that accompanies us in our most wretched states of being?Wha.. |
HellfireA Poem by LaineyShe falls in a swirl of colors;Eyes a kaleidoscope of intricate patterns.Her sense of timing has disappeared,And all that is left is time for reflecti.. |
You don't smile as much as you used toA Poem by RomaineCoppolaWe all want to be someone we can recognize when we fall asleep at night.Picking through the sinew of the day;chewing the fat;flossing the grizzle.You .. |
CreateA Poem by LeoWould you rather resist or submit Letting go of skyscraping sorrow Floating instead and gazing at the moonlit Smoking Havana cigars like Marl.. |
Vagrant's CallA Poem by RonaldoJust a little existential angst spawned by quiet moments louder than they have the right to be. |
ListlessnessA Poem by LyricalNightsA poem (Haiku-chain) about lacking energy and being lost inside. |
Time in Bubble WrapA Poem by LyricalNightsHaiku-chain about moments and waiting for your dreams to become fulfilled. |
Encased in a BoxA Poem by LyricalNightsA Haiku-chain about our spiritual battles against the darkness that gets inside of us at times. |
Everyday ShowerA Poem by LyricalNightsHaiku-chain about a simple, everyday shower. |
No Time-Machine Here...A Poem by LyricalNightsA haiku-chain about being unsure about yourself and your decision making. |
My Light Blossoms like Gemstones...A Poem by LyricalNightsTanka-Chain about combatting and going into the unknown. |
Liminal of liminalsA Story by TrifolioLiminal spaces and liminal times |
the longest short storyA Story by tiny_garbage_boyjust kinda an introspective, freeform thing I wrote about some of my experiences |
Hollowing InsideA Chapter by Akshay RawalSomething's hollowing inside,It's all from swallowing insidePain, and efforts vain, the stainsOf character, faults insane.It's not loneliness, causeTh.. |
MusingsA Poem by R. OxleyArs poetica, from the point of view of the speaker calling to their reader, or from the point of view of the inspiration calling to the writer |
Chicago FebruaryA Poem by R. OxleyAfter a strange instance of needing to climb over a freight train in order to get where I needed to go, I penned this poem as a way of expressing my f.. |
On days when poems aren't PallasA Poem by R. Oxleyabout writer's block |
sunshine in which i am whole againA Poem by R. Oxleydreams about a lost friend |
Memento MoriA Poem by Tobias SøgaardFall makes me think about death with harvested fields and decaying leaves. Death is all around us, but we treat it as unnatural, though everything com.. |