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The gate

poem by Chris Cleverly

Bring us closer, nearer to the flame blow out that light and pass the only gate. follow me to the dark place of screams, escaping hope.... you'll never find those thing's Read more

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Why?

poem by Michaela Lewis

Why does He hate one and love the other? Does He love me or hate me, I sometimes wonder. It’s sad to say but the answer I know. It seems kind of clear from the way things go. Others are healthy, happy, beautiful, and rich, ... Read more

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Haworth

poem by Martyn Grindrod

Haworth Nestled deep into Pennine Moors Where Heights Wuthered West Riding of White Rose Jealousy guarded by blackbirds and crows Enshrouded between swales and hollows Look over shoulder something follows Ghosts and ghou... Read more

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Why I can't seem ...

poem by Lilla Marie

Again and again, I come on back Just to, again and again, try to get on track When I go I can't find my way back By now I'm sure my soul is permanently black I try to remember When I used to feel When I used to see This h... Read more

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Why do the wicked...

poem by Roxanne Dubarry

Why in God's name, and if He is still ruling from His Heavenly throne, Do the wicked prosper? The rectorial question is as ancient as the dawn of time. Every since wicked Cain, murdered righteous Abel. People have sitting a... Read more

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Rich man's world.

poem by Christopher Russon

We are living in a world of plenty Where lives are governed by gold Living with the rich and wealthy Who are sheltered from the cold. There are artificial smiles When our dreams reach for the sky's Those smiles take a turning ... Read more

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They

poem by Sam Marie

I am all alone There is no way they could have known Inside i'm slowly dying But i swear i really am trying My smile never comes around All i wish is my happiness to be found I lose more hope everyday They can't possibly ... Read more

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Repetition

poem by E.H. Power

Self worth was something to which she hadn't the pleasure to meet, She remembered it breifly where she once saw it down by her feet, Why it choose to be so elusive to her was a mystery, But everytime her heart let someone in self w... Read more

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DEMENTIA

poem by Ja Ja

DEMENTIA I don’t know where I’m going Forgotten where I’ve been I don’t know what I’m doing Can’t remember, what I’ve seen I don’t know what I’ve done Nor what I d... Read more

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Time To Get Tough...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I remember boyhood games, like "kick the can," we never thought of, "happy slapping," or beating up an old man. We played endless hours of football, or "alallio," in the street, we never dreamed of going out, "mugging," or fin... Read more

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BLANK STARE

poem by Tara Marie

You just don’t talk to me anymore like u used to. I don’t know what to say when u blankly stare like I’m not there. It seems like I am about to lose you.   You know I will do whatever it takes to bring back ... Read more

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She's A Master Of...

poem by Destiny D.

The teardrops run down, And fall of her nose, She cries in the dark corners, Where nobody goes, You can follow the tracks, From her eyes to her chin, Years upon years, Of letting them win, And her eyes tell a story, Of an... Read more

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Life's decay..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Wind playing with life's fallen leaves, howling through life's rotten eaves, Images of death.. imagination weaves." Read more

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Suspicion....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Look long, and hard at your neighbour, now carefully study their face, what is the reason they're here? Is this country, really their place? Are they plotting, and scheming, to inflict terror, and pain? In the name of a religion, ... Read more

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Calm Before a Sto...

poem by Tony matthews

My mind is broken. Darkness comes, Darkness goes. RAGE just ensues. The hold it takes, I know not of. The FURY, the ANGER, No control, Pure FRENZY. The blindness, the numbness. The ANGER grows, My mind is broken. Dark... Read more

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Sounds of improvi...

poem by Robert Kohlhammer

We have hoisted our flagging family anthems Mum leaning against the armchair with a shawl. I Feel aggrieved that she has passed away from disease. Ultra sound hones a rusted harmonica, that I have found scat tuni... Read more

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Hatred..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Was I really such a bad lad, when I was a young boy aged ten, because, why would my step-dad give me a brutal beating? time, and time again. Off would come the buckled belt, from around his denim pants, I was only a young, skinny ... Read more

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Hats Off To Mr. C...

poem by Stacey Handler

The circus is here For all of America and the world to experience. Hats off to you, Mr. Clown Seated in the Oval Office, Juggling our country As if it is a toy for your own amusement Dropping balls everywhere. You sit ... Read more

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Something I don't...

poem by arundass tp

Something that something i don't know; on the way; to the world of mysteries wonder. the flower blooms; that something i don't know; is the truth about life, is the truth about living, is the truth about dying. wonder, it is m... Read more

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Fake.

poem by beautiful ish

They called him nice,honest and brave, but his mind was screaming, "You're so fake". Read more