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My Father

My Father

A Poem by Tiff


The backs of my eyelidsDeftly remind me ofThat same time, same place, same feelingsOf when my tears meant something, cameFrom a place ofHonest Disbeli..
Sulphur Spine

Sulphur Spine

A Poem by Aubreycw47


Stockholm Syndrome. In my fathers perspective of the abusive relationship he had with my mother.
Licorice

Licorice

A Poem by Aubreycw47


Being in a relationship with an addict, coming out on the other side.
Alexander Pushkin translation "I Loved You"

Alexander Pushkin translation "I Loved You"

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


I Loved Youby Alexander PushkinEnglish translation byMichael R. BurchI loved you ... perhaps I love you still ...perhaps for a while such emotions may..
Sinking Sand

Sinking Sand

A Poem by Viccy Rogers


A pain so deep, it drowns you Like sinking sand, it surrounds you A nothingness so bleak and bland That no one else could understand The tortu..
The Lesser Man

The Lesser Man

A Poem by R.E. Ray


A poem about the self pity we often experience when a family member or dear friend is disabled. They're often stronger than we imagine and stronger th..
Uninsured

Uninsured

A Poem by PatrickPink


My phone is well and truly battered, and so am I
Rapunzel

Rapunzel

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


RapunzelbyMichael R. BurchRegret,a bitterache to bear . . .once starlightlanguishedin your hair . . .a shining thereas briefas rare.Regret . . .a pain..
FLEETING DREAMS

FLEETING DREAMS

A Poem by Dara


Loss of a loved one
As Roses Bloom

As Roses Bloom

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Roses for a Lover, IdealizedbyMichael R. BurchWhen you have become to meas roses bloom, in memory,exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,will I recallR..
You Make Me Nervous

You Make Me Nervous

A Poem by PoeticColors


My eyes are glued to you Worried about your next move I panic the second you leave my sight Did I hide the knives? Did I hide the pills? Did I t..
Father, You are No Longer Needed

Father, You are No Longer Needed

A Poem by PoeticColors


Father More than a job More than a title Your role is supposed to be vital I get that your past was rough But why am I not good enough? Why do y..
Come, You (the death poem of Rainer Maria Rilke)

Come, You (the death poem of Rainer Maria Rilke)

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Come, Youby Ranier Maria Rilkeloose translation/interpretation byMichael R. BurchCome, you―the last one I acknowledge; return―incurable pa..
Wounds

Wounds

A Poem by goldenElectric


I wrote this after I felt the pain of hurting someone else.

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