Writing

Keep Under Wind

A Poem by V. P. Trujillo

A little thing I made through improv on a rusty two stringed guitar.

For Virtuality - Dreaming Reality Away - Yesterday..

A Poem by V. P. Trujillo

Out from the tunnel.

the Looking Glass

A Poem by lowriter

A reflection of myself.

See...

A Poem by Jade-Alia

You see…I have a real lovea love that hurts when they’re gonethat kind of love you can’t breathe withoutand, you see…I fell ..

Hidden Struggle

A Poem by Kim

Nothing to say, nothing to seeEverything to smile, something to thinkCracked and broken with a silent laughNot pure anger, not pure sorrowbut a thorn ..

Let My Heart Burn

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Let my heart be on fire, I am not going to be an absconder, Let’s see how long it can retain, The woe, the death-like pain. ..

Caterpillar

A Poem by AmberWind

I was a little caterpillar climbing up a treeReaching for the leaf - I was totally freeThe wind was blowing, but I was hanging onThen the human came a..

Sightseeing feat. blindfold

A Story by Ceasario Hadiwinoto

it's how to define perspective as its own view itself.

I am with You

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Even if the sky changes its colour, With an idle world anew, The water starts owning hue, And the birds stop singing, don’t you..

Change in ecstasy

A Poem by Patricia

When a moment feels so perfect that nothing else matters. You close your eyes and just feel it and suddenlythe darkness is your New favourite colour.

When I will not be Here…

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

When I will not be here, Will you miss me? My dear, Will your eyes search for me to see? When the cattle rush toward the farm, ..

Who can Love You More than Me?

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

None can love you more than me, I can proudly guarantee, The way they love is not really love, Fake they are inside and outside which you..

I Can See

A Poem by Cool Girl

A poem about a lonely boy...

All I Ever Been

A Poem by Healing Star

A song in the Night, a dream from the Stars

In a Day

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

The one power that a man can have is inthe perfection of himself. He changeswith the weather but of this he's unaware.A churlish man and his teacher a..

Negotiation

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

Chipmunks, squirrels collectingbitternut hickory, chirpingagainst a small owl cruisinglow beneath the trees.Everyone has gone this morningto school or..