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Where Anything Can KillA Poem by Aisha MndWhere Anything Can KillWe need water.But it can kill us too.Drown us,seep into our air passages,throttle us.Take our breaths away.I choke, the bottle .. |
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On the Greatest GenerationA Poem by Mike ScintoWho am I to judge you? I have never stormed a beach. Who am I to know hardship? I have never lived through a depression. Who am I .. |
[FEELINGS ARE HARD TO EXPRESS]A Poem by CherubFeelings are hard to expressin wordsso i try to write them downon paperso you can understandmeand recognize i havethoughtsand feelingseven though you .. |
On NarcissismA Poem by Colin KingsdenWhen I long for the voices of othersI shall not sag into self-obsession,or treat their words as tokens of any fashion,collected one by one - each day .. |
Baby In BlueA Poem by Colin KingsdenE n d l e s s l y i n s p i r e d b y y o u :You, whom I once thoughtto be lost in the summer’s night,in sun-showers and the fervor of ripening;.. |
Rock SteadyA Poem by Colin KingsdenRock steady, rock steady:Breathing; love-bearers become heavy -break the levee, break the leveeYour heart, hands, mouth, becomes-all;becomes-you, beco.. |
Portrait Of A Foggy NightA Poem by Colin KingsdenThis is mostly to say thatthis room was empty when I first arrived.Now the bed is pushed against the backof my desk, to which my dresser i.. |
Struggles Of Ones PastA Poem by K.D.Struggling to move on from my past, & just as I start to make progress, faded memories of mine come alive and I start seeing flash-backs. I'm complete.. |
If I Am To Be Frank -A Poem by Colin KingsdenRemember that you did not deserve to wake upin a bed other than your own, and saunter awayplacid and proud, like a dog who has succeededin scaring awa.. |
The TruthA Poem by Colin KingsdenWhat is the truth? The truth is that we cannot fly. This is the first truth, a primary establishment of some limitation, an.. |
Out Like A LambA Poem by Colin Kingsdenwakes up in March. There was another before you. Walks like an overacted portrayal of an army man might walk if you could envi.. |
blockageA Book by Soulfulbubbleswriters block. writing thru. experimenting |
On TimeA Poem by Colin Kingsden |
Afternoon Rain In JuneA Poem by Colin KingsdenAfternoon rain: something all-knowing; I speak for all when I call myself well-acquainted with your being. Here is something truly .. |
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