Tags : symbol

Corvus

Corvus

A Poem by Ebb and Flow


Yet again another raven poem. I wonder just how many more I will write.
Chinese Box

Chinese Box

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


You never know what you're going to find...
Cloud

Cloud

A Poem by Mike Goodwin


Those flashing lights come from everywhere, the way they hit her, I just stop and stare. She's got me lovestoned and I swear she's bad and she knows, ..
Rose Red

Rose Red

A Poem by Samantha Rao


A rose in the color red,Symbol of love and beauty,Yes really pretty.
Extraordinary

Extraordinary

A Story by Alice Crypt; Brittany


A small paragraph about how important symbolic characters are.
The Apparent Guide

The Apparent Guide

A Poem by Serena Clara


They hold each other.Said to Send me home?Twisting Slyly, Subtly, Smoothly.To Shake off the dangers prone?But Still I'm bitten.But their eyes only lau..
The Sun- Burn And Destroy

The Sun- Burn And Destroy

A Poem by Graveyardfuck


I once thought I was the moon; ominous, calm, lovely.But now I know I am the sun.Bright, beautiful, and extremly dangerous.I am the center of the sola..
The Eternals

The Eternals

A Poem by Henrique Kasai


Life and death talked over trivialities Sipping coffee, eating cookies The table was the universe, black holes, Mere coffee beans and with those M..
The Blindfolded Man

The Blindfolded Man

A Poem by Cameron Koontz


My view on current religion
How Many Authors

How Many Authors

A Poem by Tyler


How many authors,Unearthly meticulous,Have left us symbols in scarves; or, say,Surreptitiously submerged in salad dressing,The idea of the priest conf..
Chair

Chair

A Poem by zainul


The chair is a symbol of life
Imperfections

Imperfections

A Poem by Emily


This one is pretty self-explanatory.
Mercy in darkness II

Mercy in darkness II

A Poem by elvenom


Finally something new...
A Saint Never Lies

A Saint Never Lies

A Poem by Josh Anderson


I wrote this because I'm in a bad way right now, and writing is my avenue of expression
The Trees

The Trees

A Poem by Ryan Robinson


The roots of who we become is passed down from who we surround ourself with.

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