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  • Poetry » Dramatic
    "Remembered"
    4

    "Remembered" When darkness falls and cities crumble When dust layers shroud and mountains rumble I'll remember When oceans overcome and empires shatter When a lost one calls and feels they ...


    Rebelle - Jul 26, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    "Remembered"
    4

    "Remembered" When darkness falls and cities crumble When dust layers shroud and mountains rumble I'll remember When oceans overcome and empires shatter When a lost one calls and feels they ...


    Rebelle - Jul 26, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Prince Charming on Guitar
    3

    She was broken promises and untold lies, Lip glossed joints and lush liquor highs Swallowed tears and silent cries Genuinely happy (In an artificial way) Mouthfuls of goodbye, Lips lined ...


    LiNdSeYo7 - Jul 26, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Show me Heaven Fire
    5

    Scientific statistics have so far proved that out of all professions, writers are the most likely to develop mental unstabilities. You never forgot how to write, did you? When nights ...


    xanthan gum - Jul 26, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Hide and Seek
    3

    and it was sweet perfection, a collection of simple memories. Don’t you remember? together among miles of emerald grass, the popsicle juice spilling down your chin, our endless games of ...


    Zelalem - Jul 26, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Marble Words
    3

    this is in the form of a pantoum. ____________________________________ He spoke with marble words, Desired, yet—hard and cold, Never unheard, these were the words Which hailed upon her hardwood soul


    Zelalem - Jul 26, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Night Birds
    5

    Birds in the night, Their cries of fright, Make a camper wonder What on Earth could make them sound Like clouds of frightening thunder. He stands up from the forest ...


    Prosithion - Jul 25, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Teenage lust
    7

    Taken in by people's charm Innocent flirting, causing no harm, Until it leads to something deep Where I dream of you in my sleep. Outside beauty, inner disgust This fling ...


    Angel17 - Jul 25, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Virgin Solar Cavity
    2

    Sunset slips on like silk, touching golden on your supple skin. And the earth is graspless, as if without friction on this dazzling twilight that refuses to engulf the azure ...


    xanthan gum - Jul 24, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    A Moment's Thoughts
    3

    I'll breathe before I run again. Lure me in before I wake up and this moment's just a passing dream. Your eyes call me, make me long for more. Are ...


    niteowl - Jul 24, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    The Firefly's Glow
    26

    The Firefly’s Glow Do you remember The fireflies that danced Between our hands, Tantalizing us with their glow? How we ran than night, Dashing through the meadow Like tameless spirits, ...


    Wiggy - Jul 24, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Torn Miracle (reposted)
    3

    Sweet sisters’ mine, here now forever more. after a lifetime of separation— of ignorant incompletion— I am fulfilled. Heart, is alternately light and heavy. I am torn— twixt two families, ...


    Jiggity - Jul 24, 2006 - 2 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    my crimson tears
    8

    Tears of blood, Tears of fear. Tears of love. My crimson tears. They burn my face, Yet they are shed. My mind is lost, My heart is dead. I accept ...


    darchoco - Jul 23, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Windowpane
    3

    Blood splatters on the window sill, I stand, poised, tip-toed and tasting the flammable air. Wallpaper adorned with flags and the thought of united we fall, it slips down the ...


    xanthan gum - Jul 23, 2006 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Return
    7

    You know the subject. RETURN It wasn't as if you left your house in order: hell in a handcart would be more appropriate, holding your headache in your hands through ...


    backgroundbob - Jul 23, 2006 - 1 min read


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