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Stuck!A Poem by J.L.HopperDepression From A Different Point Of Veiw |
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Little MonsterA Poem by RisWho is the real monster? |
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AmaterasuA Poem by Wolf TowneA simple plant drew two together Exchanges sparked conversations He fell for her She sought salvation He He wore black armor The reflecti.. |
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A Not-So-Movie LifeA Poem by LinCan’t help but hum a tune with this every time I read it. Reminds me of Virtues and Vices by Panic! At the Disco for some reason. |
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Meeting My EndA Poem by Wolf TowneI enter a dim, hazy room. Greeted by a warm smile, I am moonstruck. A fault I carry with me to this day.I would act out of character, I would d.. |
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cistern of consciousnessA Poem by dimztexts of an irreverently disconnected collection of 3 or 4 poems published together in my first poetry zine. |
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StockholmA Poem by YahalloYou're no good for me but I stay with you. I'm your hostage but I think I love you. My take on Stockholm Syndrome. |
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Not Alone In That RoomA Poem by OhiomanIn this five-stanza etheree poem, a young man wakes up and finds himself naked in a cell like room... and not alone. |
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gloaming boxA Poem by dimzan image-inspired poem about twilight reflected off my cigar box of keepsakes. published in my second poetry zine. also contains an homage to "Lysergi.. |
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kashmir dreamingA Poem by dimzvery short poem from a couple years ago |
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NavidadA Poem by emipoemiEl invierno ha llegado ’Tis now the wintry season, con gran felicidad. And happiness abounds. (No es qu.. |
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Towingo and TowongoA Poem by emipoemiTowingo and Towongo went out to build a car To drive them on adventures through the near and far. They weaved togeth.. |
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MouseA Poem by emipoemiBorn in a playground, the runt of the litter Of four little furballs to parents that fled When a gang of raccoons .. |
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The Last StationA Poem by emipoemiI sat aboard a midnight trainFor anywhere and nowhere,In glazed and languid gaze about,Without the will to sleep.I wat.. |
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So am IA Poem by Priya JyotsnaShort poetry for reflection of mystery. Mystery by all sides. Mystery in everything, every side of the square. Mysterious each in the mass of we. |
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It's Lonely in my BubbleA Poem by KovarianJust a simple poem of how I feel most of the time. |
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For LoganA Poem by FairieswithscalesBecause I love you and I’m sorry |
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