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AcceptanceA Poem by BaconkillerJudge: verb " to form an opinion or conclusion about People judge They’ll judge your hair, Your clothes And your face.. |
MasochismA Poem by BaconkillerI want to feel happiness And I want to feel love Simple wants and needs of the ‘average’ person Because happiness and love Bo.. |
Thank youA Poem by Baconkillerbased off of a complicated relationship i had |
Happy Father's DayA Poem by Baconkillera poem for my dad |
Silver and GreenA Poem by BreanaA Slytherin aesthetics inspired poem that shows how opposites can go together quite nicely. |
The 'Bad' HabitA Story by SaloniAbout a 'bad' habit we all have. |
An Old Lover’s TaleA Poem by DM25I sit to remember the days I spent with a girl I loved. I realize how much I miss her now, we could never get enough time with each other and I never.. |
My endless LustA Poem by JustaGurlDay in night out..The touch of his body against mineIs all i can think aboutThe shape of his lips' perfect lineHis tongue en-lacing mine more powerful.. |
The Biopsy of a PoetA Poem by Balkaran SidhuIn the depth of the nightCloaked in silence, Words visit meThere is a strange sense of anticipationin this hour of darkness.I am blown awayby the idio.. |
The Flinty AisleA Poem by Balkaran SidhuThere is a new road leading to a new cityWith red leaves from Decemberrambled in the candid truths of timebranches of tempting strugglesthat grips tim.. |
Bite MeA Poem by The Iron HorsemanA humorous objection to an overworked epithet. |
Where your shadows can't reachA Poem by Balkaran SidhuWhen you left, the darkest of voidsswalloed me inLike the passed down succulentsfrom the centuries beyond our reachI fathom your equalvocalityOnce and.. |
Distan LoveA Poem by emipoemiNo distance is as onerous As it appears to be. Yet fear of it still causes love To be in jeopardy. Though love w.. |
The Blue BirdA Story by emipoemiPrologue To merely hear the blue bird sing Or see it on the wing Would prove some things can never be Co.. |
OblivionA Poem by MoetaSaruLong gone are the days of joy.Now, a pile of laughs they use as decoy.Off the coast of happiness memory dies.Long gone is the past of oblivious lies. |
Late NightsA Poem by SusannahThis is about how much I love my room at night. |
husband, you sleepA Poem by sherry westA new wife tenderly gazes upon her husband while he is asleep beside her |