Poetry
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- Written by: jana
- Category: Poetry
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With every fall
It gets discovered a new depth
Depth of disgrace,
Depth of disregard,
Depth of eyes, their ignorance,
Shallow hearts & heartless chests
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Quiver the river stones lit upon oft water
How beautiful reflection interprets dance
Currents ripple measuring wet vibrations
Glancing shimmers and dancing glimmer
Wed sky and river into perfect romance
Clouds cover the spectacle
Electric water waves light the way
Between land and sky
You and I lye
Awaiting starvation of days
Read more: The Way Light Catches Goodbye
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- Written by: michaelmiller.ic
- Category: Poetry
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This glass cage seperates him from her warmth.
He beats against it's gale winds,
The frigid air cuts deep.
He won't last long.
He pleads with that ancient gate keeper
For one last kindness.
"Deliver these pieces of me"
She loves the brilliant reds,
But he's running out of paint.
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- Written by: michaelmiller.ic
- Category: Poetry
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Mama,
I just don't fit in, I've never fit in,
Answered all the questions my teachers asked,
And they all laughed.
I used to think it was because I was wrong,
But they laughed because I'm right.
"Why I carried books when their were trees to light?"
I told them reading makes me happy.
Is being smart such a bad thing?
Because they answered with fists full of fake diamond rings.
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- Written by: jomul7
- Category: Poetry
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Travel Light: Find one, make one.
First look, first handshakes, first smiles,
He made a joke, she laughed, tears of joy
He wasn’t the one, she wasn’t the one.
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- Written by: simpleplan
- Category: Poetry
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Waiting.
And with each day that passes,
I miss you more.
And more.
Each moment drowns in your memory
The memory of those times we had.
The memory of Us.
Things get worse each minute
But this heart holds itself,
Tight.
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- Written by: goddessofloco
- Category: Poetry
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I’m cold blooded, a real dick.
I've slapped you around. I’ve called you a bitch
I made the kids cry when I set the cat on fire.
I made you lose your job when I took your car, brought it back with a blown tire.
I let you know you were number two in a line of three.
I yelled at those brats to shut up, Daddy is sleeping, promising threats when their play woke me.
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Sunny rose
Without cloths
Face and lace
Wet red and paint
On cheek n face
Pure love stains
Cannot erase
The remain
Of a child’s disgrace
. . .
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- Written by: goddessofloco
- Category: Poetry
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Invading my mind like a cancerous thought, won’t call the doctors. I don’t want this sickness fought. Addicted like drugs, a habit I can’t quit. They tried to rehab me but I needed another hit. Feels like I fell into chocolate, delicious and thick. I won’t take a bath I want this feeling to stick. I feel like I’m rolling in broken glass; the feeling cuts me so deep. I refuse to get up I like how you make my feelings bleed.
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- Written by: goddessofloco
- Category: Poetry
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Blood rushed, your body flushed.
Hands rip clothes with a frenzy.
Parts swell, expand.
The heart pumping fast.
Penetrate, contract, pulsate, extract.
Skin moist, lungs wheezy.
Body coming down from overdrive.
Sexual acceleration will make you do that.
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- Written by: goddessofloco
- Category: Poetry
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As he gave himself to she, into her eyes a glimpse he stole. As she glanced back, she saw into the depths of his soul. With a heart as cold as ice, her words rang true. "I wanna dissect you, inspect you... see what makes you tick. Is your skin really so thick. Have trust in me for I have ways to make this a painless trick.. Fight me and i will let you feel the blade stick."
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- Written by: goddessofloco
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Men, one of the most vilest creatures I know
They fuck the body, the mind and the soul
Does not matter the age or the race
If it is male, a devil lies behind his face
His tongue spits forth lies, his hands weaving a noose
A love once spun tight, is now slack and loose
He has killed hopes and dreams with a word, a glance
He dosent need a knife to have a souls blood on his hands
