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Edge Of The World
I stood on the edge of the world today. Surrounded by demons in chains Collectively they tried my spirit to sway So, I tauntingly asked them their names
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsYour Soul's Beholder
An Entry for the April Prompted #3 Challenge below: -- Friend, look what I see in your eyes: A soul much stronger than it deems,
Lindsay SfaraPublished about 2 hours ago in Poetsmine
i will not wait for eternal dawn but dawn might linger, for me. (there was never anyone else, anyway). i have made home
Tender love
Simply say yes. But don't let him! Don't let him have early access to your pants. Examine him. His affection for you. His love for you needs to be proven.
Gloria PenelopePublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsThe Unfinished Game
The humid air of a summer afternoon hung heavy as my energetic niece Lily bounced at my feet. "Uncle Larry, please play hide and seek!" she begged.
spooky sessionPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsI'm your heart
I agree with you. I dwell with you. I control your ideas. I am able to dominate you. What exactly am I? I'm your heart.
Gloria PenelopePublished about 2 hours ago in Poets1 hour
Hunger's a wolf, a gnawing sound, But cunning tricks can keep it bound. Fiber's embrace, a woven cloak, Slows down the beast, a hunger broke.
Moharif YuliantoPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsEclipse: A Meditation
even through this shape-shifting spring– cloudy, bright, mild, full of storms, blooms–could I look once clearly at us and
Mark FrancisPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsEclipsed
Exceed, excel and extinguished Cover, concealed or capped. A Legion of ways to explain the diminished Immeasurable obscuration of light
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsWhat changes occur in your brain when you smoke weed daily for a month?
In a cloud of wonder, you start a quest To explore the effects of the devil's green leaf For thirty days, you'll let the smoke fill your chest
Infographics ShowPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsMy Eclipsed Heart!
Eclipsing my love for you is as if I told the Sun to leave and never return. Celestial bodies never meant to cross paths, in the cold, vacuum of the space between us.
Pono AkinaPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsWhy Should I Show My Body To You?
A woman's love, conceived with grace, exists in the region where hearts weave. She caresses souls with calm ease, her sensitive touch like a soft breeze.
Praveen PkPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets