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Strings, him and herA Poem by lilianaA male marionette, and a female. |
StringsA Poem by Leviathus FortesStrings Strings All over the wall If one of those strings Happens to fall They won't be Where they belong Strings can't cling When they.. |
My Body is a ViolinA Poem by OmikronLike an instrument I play myselfI hear myselfI feel myselfMy body's like pieces of a violinFragile and thinCommiting sweetness and sinMy veins are the.. |
Strings and WingsA Poem by VinaySometimes, you need to turn back, run and fly |
StringsA Poem by ayejodieWhen you dance, your a lone body. Rubbing off other bodies. My eyes are closed and I imagine time is still. The talking switched off for a moment.. |
ControlledA Poem by Shaan AhmedThe Government's a puppet. Society is a puppet. You are a puppet. This is my take on how everyone is controlled. |
Everything from NothingA Poem by transentienceI am The space within a blink and an indescribable feeling where no word can place the tears form softly the caress impressing with my.. |
Two SoulsA Poem by Damayanti Bhattacharjee"Two Souls" is a poem about love,heartbreak and heartache.'She' had blindly trusted someone she hardly knew and thus had broken her trust.To this day .. |
In Never VilleA Poem by Alfred Kukitzknock knock |
HeartstringsA Poem by Beautiful IntentionsTwo threads... |
ArtlessA Poem by Sarah RoehrigThis piece is about the pain involved in writing. Enjoy. |
StringedA Poem by Eddie VenegasIt's thin It's just a string It's just a thing It's not a sin It's not bad It's not good Its not the right Thing to do It's almost evil I b.. |
PowerA Poem by reveurdecafePoetry about bow technique (for the viola) |
The Mischief SongA Poem by Green RegolIn tune to "My Favorite Things" |
MY MIND AND OTHER MISCHIEFSA Book by KageNo matter how hard she tries Her two hands are incapable of rewriting her story -KageKinomoto |
THE VIOLIN THAT IMPRESSED THE CROWDA Poem by anthony blakeThe magic of the Violin |
Thinking OffA Poem by Satish VermaThe clouds hang on the strings. I cannot dry my eyes. |
SnipA Poem by MajesticGustSnip. Snip.The Fates cut away at my strings.Every snip, I hear louder than the last.Snip. Snip.How simple is life thata single snip can determine its .. |