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JUDGEMENT DAY
You ready for the judgement day I know I am everyday I sit and pray cos I’m okay On my verse I will lay I got this beat from triple J
Haychie_ArtistPublished 3 years ago in PoetsSteps
Just suppose there is no path. But we must still find our way. Perhaps we are just blind to it, or does it not even exist, this whole universe one big random accident.
Dumb Decisions
Dumb decisions replay in my mind Relationships that have come and gone Realizing it was a dumb decision letting just anyone in
MICHELLE SMITHPublished 3 years ago in PoetsA life in knots
There’s a crumpled piece of paper in my chest Lodged just above the solar plexus It compresses and releases like an accordion
Izza LapalicePublished 3 years ago in PoetsWandering Roots
“Bloom where you’re planted,” so the saying goes... But, sometimes your roots turn into your foes When you crave the wind more than the ground
Brandye KempPublished 3 years ago in PoetsFor Today I Have Young Blood
I want to dance in fields of mud And play in the rain. For today I have young blood And I'm feeling no pain. I will play in the rain
Jennifer Marie LibertiniPublished 3 years ago in Poetsi am not happy
i am not happy with this life of mine. it's turned out so crappy and the world has not been kind. this life of mine
Jennifer Marie LibertiniPublished 3 years ago in PoetsUntittled
it's late at night it's early in the morning and i am lost in a stranger's bed. i am the whore and i Cry out to God
Jennifer Marie LibertiniPublished 3 years ago in PoetsA Thousand Miles Since You Left Me
I’ve driven a thousand miles since You left me. Still, you don’t care. When I said “I Love you still” you only said, “I know.”
Jennifer Marie LibertiniPublished 3 years ago in PoetsTiny Toes Full of Sand
The salty ocean air reminds me how thankful I am to breath, to smell. As the waves crash, and the seagulls fly, we watch him discover.
Pie RobinsonPublished 3 years ago in PoetsThe Alchemy
the alchemy of you sounds of a language i don't speak words without meaning yet i understand them all the vibrations tune in to an inner part of me
Spring
I was born in May, On the edge of spring and summer. I’ve always carried a large sense of self, And it sometimes makes me wonder
Jamie RavenPublished 3 years ago in Poets