Poetry
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- Written by: Uniquely...Disfunctional
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1970
Your hands willing fold
flocks of breathe in heaps;
tragic.
The tirade of laughter;
remorse;
broken lines mark time wilted.
I slick clean through like damp soap-
demask the rose that wept
and still fall loose like leaves
from trees that dream of summer.
A single drop from sagging eyes
Pops like
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- Written by: KathrynCannon
- Category: Poetry
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Yes it’s true I’ve fallen in love
I once fell in love with you
My muscles went weak
My hands shivered
My spine felt like a wilted stem
So yes it’s true I’ve fallen in love
But this time it wasn’t with you
It’s the memory of
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 2072
I'm the picture in my straw hat.
See my stumbling swagger.
Let the 'I don't give a fuck' emanate.
Mr music man.
Let my harmonica
show you my plights.
Dont worry. Be happy.
I won't. I am.
This baggy stained vest
suffocates all economic problems.
I lost my socks
alongside my last worry.
Let my middle
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1652
I've been to the moon.
Didn't like it.
Kind of like the sun
but cooler. Too quiet.
Maybe a macdonalds?
Just a thought.
Whats the hoo haa?
Mars Margate.
They both sell coffee.
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
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Dont let the bed bugs bite
because they will.
They're vicious little fucks.
They'll tear your sheets
from under you
to the sound of that click.
don't sleep with that thought.
That growing bullet
will slaughter those sheep.
Kill those bed bugs
while you still can.
They'll be an army
of monstrous bastards
by the
Read more: Sleeping With Guilt
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- Written by: BrookeGibert
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1998
Old soul in eyes pale blue
Harsh light on gentle skin.
I marvel at the sight of you.
Stay close to me.
So ready to see your light
Not so to see you dim.
Heaven glows angelic white.
Stay close to me.
Tiny hands curl like
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- Written by: Knjaz Chernozmejsky
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1723
Hidden in the dark of nights
sun rays strafing through my eyes...
Morning comes to pause the dreams
taking me through strange ordeals...
Dreams of dreams
more real than real
tests of life I live...
What do they give
but a damned insight
into damned things
"forget" does not forgive?
Endless strings
of
Read more: Morning of Empty Eyes
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- Written by: Knjaz Chernozmejsky
- Category: Poetry
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What is that we should keep and what discard?
What is an act of genius what of retard?
Who dares say whether we should live or die
whether we should sing of joy or of sadness sigh?
What is passion but an emotions' game?
And latter of chemistry just nature's play?
Everything we are
Read more: Disillusionment of a Romantic
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- Written by: Knjaz Chernozmejsky
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1651
Young he heard a strange voice in his head...
"Your destiny is of a warrior!" it said...
And it whispered of dreadful things
of hopelessness and flowerless springs...
A sunny walk under darkest of suns
on a beautiful day turned into dismay...
"It was God!" - he shouldn't later say...
The terrible sites ended with
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- Written by: Knjaz Chernozmejsky
- Category: Poetry
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What are or should be poems
but inspiration in and of a moment...?
They rest shall dormant in your heart
until time comes for them to start
describing dreams desires
crossing trenches and wires
on battlefield of life...
Forcing them is like a knife
stabbing through your soul.
That shouldn't be a
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- Written by: Knjaz Chernozmejsky
- Category: Poetry
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If these letters speak of truth
Now one write them for all should.
May it be of bold young hearts
Everyone has played two parts.
Morning working evening fun
Over pain and pleasure gone.
Royal seat to Saray's fields
Yoke of ignorance now yields!
Of sun and tools fatigue sets
Read more: In Memory of Visoko Volunteers
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Masquerading
It starts with an innocent pick of a stitch
Then a color drop similar to a small white lie
A stain plops from this nonchalant
