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As I rise with Sun's new rays, a Fiddle in my stomach whirls, Feelings, like the Ocean's craze, Every day these taunting twirls. Censored Rage is freed, untamed, Torturous and ...

Fingers twitch Sharp breath in Must stay calm Keep it in. Breathing slows Eyes wander Mind strays Start to ponder. What happens next? Got to peek Want to see: Will ...

Thanks for the review. Foris Solum means, as the title says, "Outside Alone". ;)

Fairy tales do make it seem so Ordinary, as conventional as Rising of the sun. But I can tell you that it is but Story Telling, no more Set in ...

Thanks KatTrain! I'll try to find another word for the V, however I do kind of like it. Let's see what I can come up with. glad you liked it!

Damn! I really liked this. The first line literally got me hooked. It's just so absurd that one has to read on. Great job. the list was pretty funny. Not ...

Hey there, thanks for the review! Really appreciate it and glad you liked it.

May I sit here as I stare, Embody pen and paper bare, as Not a lonesome word escapes this Shallow mind, this empty plate. Vitriolic as it seems, my Ample ...

Thanks a lot for your awesome review, Whisperer! I tried my best to follow your suggestions, I do agree with what you've said. About the third to second person, hmm, ...

Thanks for your review. I have changed the poem with your suggestions. Glad you found the poem touching. Thanks!

A little poem for Japan: O Mother Let there be the light of day In the land's and water's way, Let the skins of people cleanse As our mother makes ...

This was great. Really liked it. At first I was like oh well, and not that interested, but the language you used was great. I especially liked the line "in ...

I there, thanks for your review. The idea was just how I felt that day. I decided to make my feelings a poem. As to the meaning, the word xenophobic ...

Another acrostic for our reading pleasure. Again, in latin, as usual. S hriek and shrill within my heart, O mnipresent is the dart of L ove, the one I cannot ...

Sometimes I can’t help it but cry. I don’t cry because I'm sad. I cry because I think about the past, And the future. Are they watching? Will they watch? ...