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Ally
Small hours, seeker's heavenInner light diffracts in sevenSnake arises, task is clearDeathly kiss dissolves the fearStrangely soothing, a sputtering soundEngulfing the seeker from all aroundGaining form, whirling aboutBlowing away every doubt
Adnan ZahirovicPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Truthful Lie
"Lie, Lie, Lie, Truth, Truth, truth Which would i say is better A truth that is a lie, or a lie that's true It is a pondering piece of a complex matter
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMoon Dust
Moon Dust Rain has come The evening breeze barked Blue streak rain poured We quivered. The wind shivered. The night glistened.
Malika YoungPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Hate to Love You
I hate to love you. Not because you aren't incredible and beautiful Because you are I hate to love you because you give me a sense of purpose
Dallas HewittPublished 7 years ago in PoetsFollowers
Is anybody truly themselves or do they put on a front for the sake of others? Do they act and dress to be accepted? Do they favor things because that's what the majority likes?
Shannan Cimino StewartPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNew Jackals
New jackals Romp and tear the global flesh Peer down the sight line An agenda mowing over the innocent While multitudes chatter and become trivialized secondaries
Broke PoetPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNow or Later
Not yet, i am not ready Procrastination Not yet, i do not have enough time At the moment Not yet, i have nowhere to go Stagnation
Rozzie MozziePublished 7 years ago in PoetsDomestic Bliss
A dialogue poem I wrote in junior year of college. Warning: Language Domestic Bliss A husband and wife sit at the dinner table,
Candice JohnsonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsGay
G a y Three letter word; So fitting and broad. Dogmatic in its arches— Sitting in the distance of the man; who wears his hat;
Malika YoungPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Writer's Prayer
Praise be the word, Its kingdom reigns, Such sovereignty, Gives meaning plain. Hallowed be its refrain. To bring understanding
Michael GallegosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSuper Powers
Never was much of a girlie girl, Now, Harley Quinn, that's my type of gal, She rocks that bat, You don't want to mess with that,
Crystal KorpanPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Girl On the Train
"I am ready, well-dressed, maybe like a perfect gentleman But who cares,i try to dress to avoid unwanted attraction And thus, as i wait for my mode of transportation via rail
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in Poets