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Winter TimeA Poem by Athena AngelSometimes you have to start over |
ScalesA Poem by Kate Lee-Reyesa short poem that includes prose as it demonstrates a common thought within an agnostic. |
PurpleA Poem by A_Random_PersonA young girl now knows another cruel meaning to her favorite color, purple. (This is inspired by a news story, and my own fears of being in an abusive.. |
I will be loved againA Poem by Lydia WaldockI've been single for almost a year and some days its hard to know if I will be loved again by someone special but I know I will |
My best friend reminds me of my exA Poem by Lydia WaldockMy best friend reminds me of my exCompletely differentpeople but act far too much alikeI find myself acting the ways in the same ways I had to with hi.. |
My ShadowA Poem by Freckle-starsI have struggled with a mental illness for several years now. I am at a bit of a low point at the moment and sometimes writing helps me through it. |
The CutA Poem by Godwin SnowThe outside is contentThe interior is in turmoilFilled with angerBlood begins to boilFlowing and stingingPain is the father, son, and pale white ghost.. |
The Coffee ShopA Poem by AceBoogieA short, descriptive piece about an adventurous visit to a local coffee shop. |
The Eyes of the LostA Poem by OctiTo the eyes of the lost,you are just another personliving a life better than them.In the eyes of the lost,you are trying to tell themsomething they ca.. |
EmpathyA Poem by fresniksonSometimes, pain is the only logical answer. |
Bus StopA Poem by fresniksonStanding in the rain,Waiting for the bus.Staring into the grey skies,Wondering how it would beIf you were happy.Looking at people walking by,Curious h.. |
The Winter WitchA Poem by The Iron HorsemanA rock song about the witch who summons the winter storms. |
I've accepted thisA Poem by Lydia WaldockHeavy downcast eyesBeaten and bruised lipsDeep setting melancholyThere’s nothing more tormenting than aiming and shooting for a brighter future .. |
Pill bottles and feelingsA Poem by Lydia WaldockDrawn from the fact I need to take medication for my anxiety which my dad does like the fact I need to rely on drugs plus my sister called me crazy an.. |
Fairy LightsA Poem by PatrickPinkIt's half 2 in the morning and I FINALLY changed the batteries in all the fairy lights around my bed. So I wrote this and posted it straight away. Whe.. |