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An Elegy for Innocence

An Elegy for Innocence

A Poem by Cristy Trabadass


The emergence of Crimson signaled the end.The end to something so pure and curious.Hard to keep,Easy to let go,For the atmosphere would give no air to..
Sunset

Sunset

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Sunset, quiet, exceptfor happy birthday to neighbor's child,virgo, and all that means, purityof morality, inability to scheme,whatever else the stars ..
Dilute.

Dilute.

A Poem by ayejodie


Thrown into a tinted pool. Another colour added to the mix. So tiny, I didn't even leave a ripple. -So irrelevant, I made no change. Like an orang..
Purity at Heart

Purity at Heart

A Poem by StayAnchored


If you don't agree with my beliefs, then you don't have to read it! :) But I wrote this because people always emphasize that purity means the same as..
A man of steel

A man of steel

A Story by CA Anurag Sharma


A good guide in tough times
iNSaNiTY

iNSaNiTY

A Poem by Juria Kurosaki


Are we sane? Or, insane?
CHASTITY

CHASTITY

A Poem by Rev. Temiloluwa A. Aliu


My candid opinion on sexual purity
purity in affection.....

purity in affection.....

A Poem by Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram


though made up of sandpurity in affectionliving sand sculpture........Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram.
Hope of Mine, For Us

Hope of Mine, For Us

A Poem by Abhigyan


A poem on my vision of earth of the future.
Time Flies

Time Flies

A Poem by Chloë R.


(From prompt "time flies, but she kept breaking its wings"
I am no longer pure.

I am no longer pure.

A Poem by phantom pains


stuggling with the fact that reality has a way of tainting the mind, while simultaneously building it up with pride, I realize I have no control what ..
Purity Poem

Purity Poem

A Poem by RandomAuthorOverHere


Questioning if waiting 'till marriage is worth it.
Pure

Pure

A Poem by Dixie Slaughter


Don't be so quick to,Judge theshamelesswanderers,Purity isn't pure.
N.R

N.R

A Poem by worldcitygirl


your piercing green eyes still haunt mei still hear the sweet southern drawl with which you said my name,taste your gentle lips and hear our hearts be..
The Night Was..

The Night Was..

A Poem by Anna


You think it's peaceful, and think it's pretty,but I think it's awfully quiet out here at night.I think owls and crickets don't sing loud enough,becau..