Literary Works » Poetry » Lyrical
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Beauty is seen on hearts of red You are my queen of hearts as said. My dear princess, I am your slave. For king as I, bow till my grave. ...
albert - Jun 23, 2005 - 1 min read
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Magnificent sea, great and vast in size, you are there as I open my eyes. Each time I ride your waters, memories fill my cup. Though my wife was taken ...
albert - Jun 23, 2005 - 1 min read
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i was reading oscar wilde on the bus. i got off at the station amidst conventional stares of sunscreen, water bottles and ponytails. i didn't care. i opened oscar wilde ...
Liz - Jun 20, 2005 - 3 min read
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I wish that I could look into your mind, Just so I can see how many times I cross it, Before you came along I had one, But I met ...
LiNdSeYo7 - Jun 18, 2005 - 1 min read
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she's the one they stare at with her "i love billy corgan" satchel bag and the blondedyedreddyedbrowndyedblonde hair sitting on her shoulders. the colourful bracelets on her wrist, the long ...
Liz - Jun 17, 2005 - 2 min read
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A CORRUPT LAND In the midst of corruption, Where there seems to be no perfection, Where the rich rule the poor, And the hungry feed on oppression. What shall they ...
jossymaiye - Jun 16, 2005 - 1 min read
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*smacks head against wall* Okay, I SUCK at poetry, but I couldn't think of anything prose-y to do for my dad on Father's Day. Will you guys do me a ...
Areida - Jun 16, 2005 - 2 min read
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i've never seen a baby photo of you. it may seem crazy but your mum never got out the old, dusty maroon album and sat me down on the couch ...
Liz - Jun 13, 2005 - 2 min read
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so i stare at tigerskin again and feel the complete, woven silence that warms my bare shoulders with its fingertips, reborn from banging glitter and punching voices. it was air-conditioning ...
Liz - Jun 12, 2005 - 1 min read
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plastic nostalgia, it's a world where it's only pink, blue or yellow - there's no black. glow-in-the-dark singlets and stripes on shoes. chunky clumps of happiness amidst every perfect colour ...
Liz - Jun 11, 2005 - 1 min read
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You promised me a song The saddest song you could play Piano man Help me forget With your mournful keys Play me the Moonlight Sonata, please Play it with your ...
Elizabeth - Jun 8, 2005 - 1 min read
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The Bus by Dan Sanders Another siren wails through the air peircing it, like a sword peirces flesh; its just an ordinary day wailing, wailing, like the mourners at tomorrows ...
sabradan - Jun 8, 2005 - 1 min read
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it bleeds dry sepia blood like cheap postcards which we devour like burning chocolat chaud à l'école. two chalk-white panadols are remaining in the cutting, green-splashed foil with round, plastic ...
Liz - Jun 5, 2005 - 1 min read
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You people never cease to confuse me. All I wanted was to share my greatest happiness with you. I tell you about what I believe and how it has changed ...
Bobo - May 27, 2005 - 2 min read
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The crisp and snowy morning brought back All those memories of long ago Of white satin bows and daffodils Of church yards filled with song and Baby ducks in the ...
Caligula's Launderette - May 27, 2005 - 1 min read