Katelyn Conerly 10y ago Shattered Hearts Swollen eyes and streaked checks,Strangled sobs and choked breaths.Pain that stabs you from behind,more…
Tara Stringfellow 10y ago kicking and screaming my mother pried my handsgripped round a nashi [plum] treewhen she won, i broke freemore…
Diana J 10y ago a Man-made Machine You are the developer of the machine. You are the developer of all that annoys you and picks at your skin. How much do you oil it?
Diana J 10y ago just some writings... Old holes with new vacancy and a new capacity to be filled; with beauty and lore just living one more day to recover from the gunshot. There's a new way, diving into the seas, indulging (in limpidity)more…
Diana J 10y ago Prisoner's Dilemma Recovered from the gunshot; wound to the head jumbled in regret, bleeding out angst, screaming worry! and in vain; embracing the loving and comfortable agony because sometimes the smallest Voices havemore…
dan 10y ago Dance of the Gypsies This poem was written by Carly Lynn a.k.a. The ravens reaper, who helped me find my way when I was searching for my purpose...if anyone wants to see my beginnings in poetry download an app called "poemore…
dan 10y ago Depression I trust in my depression, to make me feel aloneLeading new directions, into great unknownsMay your greatest failures, pull you to achievemore…
dan 10y ago Memory We must forget to remember-so we can remember to forget,To remember past Decembers-we must live life, with no regrets.Do not place limits, by living in your fear-more…
dan 10y ago Memory We must forget to remember-so we can remember to forget,To remember past Decembers-we must live life, with no regrets.Do not place limits, by living in your fear-more…
dan 10y ago To Make a Mark I give you utter nonsense, Accumulated, absurd-consumed.I try to make each sentence-more…
