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The Sun Will Rise

The Sun Will Rise

A Poem by Ally Ann


Even at your lowest point, the sun will always rise again
The Devil Rides

The Devil Rides

A Poem by The Iron Horseman


A vision of the impending apocalypse...
Paula Paula

Paula Paula

A Poem by Ohioman


This newly written nursery rhyme is a naughty version of a certain classic entitled 'Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater'.
Who Are You?

Who Are You?

A Poem by EcstaticEuphoria


Can't seem to wrap my head around you...
And Then I Closed the Door

And Then I Closed the Door

A Poem by Gavin S.


Wrote this long time back.
Sehnsucht

Sehnsucht

A Poem by The Pilgrim


(noun.) a high degree of intense, recurring, and often painful desire for something, particularly if there's no hope to attain the desired or when it..
I Found Sex Toys In A Basket

I Found Sex Toys In A Basket

A Poem by Ohioman


This one nursery rhyme that I wrote happens to be a new and naughty version of a classic which is entitled 'A-Tisket, A-Tasket'.
Ode to Scattered Thoughts

Ode to Scattered Thoughts

A Poem by Cherry


Mind blender
Spectre

Spectre

A Poem by C_theSurrealist


haunted by your ghost...
Smile

Smile

A Poem by Cherry


"It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living." F. Scott F..
The Sacrificed Being

The Sacrificed Being

A Poem by Josie E. Cook M. A.


Through bits of truths
Today And Tomorrow

Today And Tomorrow

A Poem by Arriam


I'm Sad and I also feel bad having nothing on this account
What Anna Saw In Her Son's Bedroom

What Anna Saw In Her Son's Bedroom

A Poem by Ohioman


In this triple etheree poem, a mother walks in on her son doing something with her best friend.
In the Garden by the Yard

In the Garden by the Yard

A Poem by Gavin S.


words, words, words
In The Dark Reaches

In The Dark Reaches

A Poem by Arriam


...it may be over but insecurity isn't ever over ayy
My Last Request

My Last Request

A Poem by Arriam


I hope that this will make it to its intended. I hope against it as well. I've got a lot of useless hope left. Inspired by "Closure" by Teeya.
I can't stop here

I can't stop here

A Poem by Death's Poet


I love himThat should be the end of this poemBut it's not. I can't stop here.No one knowsBecause no one would understandI can't say a word without fea..