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HungerA Poem by Sandy Lynn Myshellconfronting desire for another |
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Four Years Ago TodayA Poem by Melinda McQueenFour Years Ago Today Four years have gone by Since I sat by your side… When you took me to the movies On our first da.. |
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"Sushi & Tea"A Poem by abpoetryMelanin Poems |
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Teenage LoveA Poem by sarah marieTeenage love, teenage heartbreak. |
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The lightness.A Poem by Dianne S PenfoldA poem about how I've been feeling lately. |
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The Blue BirdA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Blue Bird In some way, he knew her like no other. There wasn’t a freckle on her face that he couldn’t place. .. |
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My Happiness Holds By A ThreadA Poem by LanaMy happiness holds by a threadIt's a fragile string madeOf 100% pure cottonLonging to be sewed with a buttonDying to be made of silkBut it is too expe.. |
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The Thread of HopeA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Thread of Hope A fabric of many colors, Bright and vibrant, Suffers rents through time, Showing a lack in resilience. .. |
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To a Dying DeathA Poem by Ejiro FavourThis poem romances the ideology of love lost and pain. The poem touches on the persona's depression and a career, talent, and love they had lost. |
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You are comfortA Poem by CassieYour smile and your eyes are my seats and cushions |
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Day and NightA Poem by ArushiA girl not accepted by her parents is in search of love day and night. |
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Mornings with HimA Poem by Laura Kate'Good morning' he whispered.Rays of silk-blush pink glistened through the airand the first petal began to unfoldrevealing the lotus' shimmers ofkale.. |
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Men of the SeaA Poem by Laura Kate‘Don’t let go,’ I begged of him men of the sea came swarming in lunging their bodies against the waves if caught there’d be.. |
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s a u d a d eA Poem by ggubiea draft piece finally being published lol |
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Can You Not See?A Poem by Anayasometimes I think your right, even though I know you're wrong. |
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UntitledA Poem by dwarvenkingWhile exploring existentialism in what has been a very monotonous week, I've decided to translate my physical feelings (which I almost never do) and m.. |
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