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contradictions pt...

poem by shelly writes

sitting here, contradicting my every thought with the truth.. but contradicting ..still. i cant lie about how true it is too say that the quietness i hear right now is loud enough to take your hearing away. deafening...for how long?? ... Read more

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Worry.

poem by Surprised Eye

Your mind is my home. I find comfort here. Images I've created decorate the walls. Depictions of a death. Frames embody a tomb for loved ones. I thank you for the canvases provided. Give me more ideas. Your anxiety is my muse. Read more

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In the Night

poem by Nemo Nemees

I stare into the raging sky, As the stars all flicker and shine. The cool wind is howling softly, As the night breeze gently rolls by. Colors of the night are endless, And oh so empty all the same. The night creatures are relent... Read more

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AND ONE DAY - ALE...

poem by alexis karpouzos

And one day, the sun stopped, the rain stopped falling, the flowers didn't look high, the sky emptied of stars, then a tear dripped from the heart and became our breath. We need a sacred tear, before the fall. Read more

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0max

poem by Nemo Nemees

I'm in love with a faceless man who talks about the stars As if they weren't so far away. I'm in love with a man Who I never met. Who I never spoke to. Who I never heard Or seen. I'm in love with a stranger. I'm in love w... Read more

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giving

poem by MadDedadalo ehmmelilly

he wanted to give as much as he received in equal measure as he received all that is and all was what he wanted to give to it_ all from the flower and from the bee from the light and the green shade from her arms and th... Read more

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suspended

poem by MadDedadalo ehmmelilly

Sweet moon cuddle me gently in your light tonight; may your petals fall on the shivering lake and be a pillow for my troubled eyes; may the scents of the sleeping flowers give a shelter to my exhaled fears. The da... Read more

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fragility

poem by MadDedadalo ehmmelilly

woman in the supermarket knocks at the watermallon asking for fruitfull meal where seeds stain the smiles of friends red water flows in the blood she has gathered; worker in her smoking breack pufs the smoke with i... Read more

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The beginning

poem by Nemo Nemees

This world Was created when Two others collided. Creating a feathery mess of fire As angles burned their wings And learned the love in hate. As demons came along And saw the pain in beauty. We are the outcome of a disaster... Read more

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the flesh

poem by Lana Stilinski

you pulse inside my head and heart. and burn the last parts of our past. the flame keeps track on traitor's life, and i keep stitching flesh up tight. move out of me before we die together. don't let pain pass, just cut the press... Read more

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You are thunder

poem by Nemo Nemees

Erupt, like booming thunder. Roar, with all that the light gave you. Do not touch, a single soul And know You scare more Then the bolt itself Read more

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Home. Part Two

poem by Nemo Nemees

The window is open. The air smells, Of lavender. No, Of lilacs. Your favorite flowers, Were lilacs. That's why, we planted them. You loved them. It seams , As though everything, In here, Becomes you somehow. I can't... Read more

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Home. Part One

poem by Nemo Nemees

The walls, Are closing in. This room, is shrinking. The air, is thinning. The life, is dying. My heart, is breaking. And I, am lonely. .... I keep my window, open. I let the air, sing. I watch others, from a ... Read more

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Dead Flies

poem by Nemo Nemees

Words are complicated. often I find myself wanting to explain, The troubles I'm going through, The troubles your a part of. I often want to understand, I often want to explain, What it is you do to me. But all I manage, Is a ... Read more

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Earth day

poem by Jessica Gussman

Trees are poem the earth writes upon the sky. Read more

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God mercy

poem by Jessica Gussman

Only god’s grace could reach so low and lift so high. Read more

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Wash of blue diam...

poem by Jessica Gussman

—helium along the tracks squished and turned copper sounding space scratch— a record when listened through some great machine where James Taylor always hits the high notes and matter explodes forming the heavies... Read more

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Pretzel

poem by Jessica Gussman

Pretzel is salty and crunchy. It color is brown, It a yummy snack to eat. It comes in big or small bag Read more

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Believe

poem by Jessica Gussman

Believe in what you pray for. Read more

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Nuts

poem by Jessica Gussman

Nuts can be spicy or plain. It can be salty or non salty. There are tons of nuts you can choose from. Read more