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The OakA Poem by LegolasBright sun at the half strengthens the weary Oak tree from wilting at the root |
Under the old cherry treeA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereI want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees. Pablo Neruda |
I Cannot LoveA Poem by SheActsLikeSummerEtch your name into my bark, will you?Carve your love into my skin, will you?I curse you for the pain you bestowed upon me.I curse you for the sufferi.. |
Lotus Sitting Roof TopsA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyInspired by Edward Lear and Old Henry Scabs |
My Neon-green Pine TreeA Poem by Amanda J. S.A poem about a special person, whom I love :-) |
Southern streamA Poem by Cosmic kidThese dreams smear away the bitter symphony of rustWind rips through screams that repulse the moon.Hey there lovely tree so frail and hollowStorms whi.. |
UnbreakableA Poem by GreenInspired by watching palm trees during a hurricane |
Twice the JudasA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyOne day I was talking to a Rasta friend of mine and somehow we ended up talking about Judas the Zealot, I put the two together based on the similariti.. |
NatureA Poem by WolfSpoken: Have you ever stopped and staredAt the nature that surrounds you?To realize how lucky you areFor being in that place...There are things you ne.. |
The Love TreeA Poem by Joseph AldridgeA romantic poem. |
Sometimes I wish...A Poem by Vinay Kumarsometimes i think that the world is going on a wrong way. The beauty of this world is lost in the darkness of falseness, politics, silly fights with n.. |
Turtle InkA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyAbout life and an old friend |
Morning BreezeA Poem by Jaden LarkerChilly morning breeze Steals brown leaf From swaying tree |
The TreeA Poem by The Violent WolfI first wrote this for my freshmen english class. We had to find a part in the book "To Kill a Mockingbird" that we liked, then write a poem about it. |
LifeA Poem by The Violent WolfAnother random poem (for you). For me though, every line (with some exceptions) is a memory for me. :) |
I Am A Weeping WillowA Poem by BrookeLynneMarieI am a weeping willowbeneath the vast blue sky.I spend days by my lonesomeand that is why I cry.I haven't always been this wayI used to be so happy.I .. |
BirchA Poem by James William DyerThis poem is a metaphor for a lover who acts the part of an abused person, when in reality they are the one doing the abusing, and how this psychologi.. |