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Heart Stain
There is something so familiar within This paper and pen It takes this mind places Only this soul has been It must hold some sort of magic
One Evening
Two hours and one-hundred and thirty-six miles separate Curt and Jade. Poverty, instability, and asphalt keeps his ignition from starting.
Kourtney RisherPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMother Nature
Mother nature, the greatest gift bestowed on man We, your children have caused you nothing but sorrow, time after time Rough-handled all your precious gifts and committed hideous crimes
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsQuiet Wonderings
Wherever you are is exactly where I want to be, Tucked away under these sheets, Reaching for you, reaching for me, Cuddled up, pressing the cold away,
Truth Seeker
Nobody knows nothing, Everyone knows everything. Vastness becomes emptiness. Ever so tired or in stress. Remembering what trying to forget.
André dos SantosPublished 7 years ago in PoetsNostalgia That Isn't Mine
We all make choices Even when we preach, "I just didn't have a choice" So maybe it was my fault we ended up there that night.
Zoe ElizabethPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMissing You
I sit here in a dark filled room with tear soaked eyes, thinking of the day you left us. Are you still here? I feel your presence all the time, chills running down my arm. I miss you, but I know you are in a better place.
tammy reuterPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThings I Had
I thought I had Monday mornings, Seeing you smile in a coffee shop, Where all your dreams would pass over your face, And come out in all your words.
Happy
it was 2004 the year my father told me that sticks and stones would shatter bones but names would never hurt me by the time i was 16 i was diagnosed with
Jaca (Poetry)Published 7 years ago in PoetsScreaming Trees
There is an inexplicable pain I thought laying in this grass would help but it made the weight heavier the creator pressing my heart into the ground I was laying on
Zoe ElizabethPublished 7 years ago in PoetsCalm Before The Storm
Calm before the storm, Not a slight breeze is felt. Beautiful glowing ball, The sun, as it belts Upon the ground below.
Laura-Jane HallPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Beauty of Nature
The beauty in this world shows through light; even in a lonely ocean surrounded by the darkness of night. The great strikes and flashes, we enjoy as the lightning whips and lashes. When the thunder rolls, lightning is soon to follow; then comes the rain and washes away all the sorrow. As the storm rolls on out of control, the lightning keeps the night lit, lest we get cast blindly to and fro.
Mindy SleeperPublished 7 years ago in Poets