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Unconscious memor...

poem by Rose Headway

Digging into unconscious memories, to feel those thrills on my skin, That makes me feel Alive. I enjoy remembering you. Read more

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Dennis In Venice

poem by Reeves

The Bridge of Sighs was a nice surprise, It had an echo from the prisoners that had trudged across, maybe there had been a mini Ben Hur where one of the onlookers had offered some water to a cross- bearing Jesus. Byron and Shelle... Read more

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Flaunting Melody

poem by Dawn

It slipped into my fantasies a forbidden kiss upon a brow, tenderness that longed for passion without the threat of tears. I fancied myself a courtesan and dared my dreams to yawn beyond. Centered on an intriguing glint no br... Read more

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Clouds

poem by Jessica Gussman

Clouds is big and white up in the sky. Clouds can move slowly when it move to the other side of the sky. It can looks like big flufffy pillow. Read more

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Upon a beach

poem by Jessica Gussman

Upon a beach three small shells lay, And saw the water come out to play But, all the waves went back to the sea, And took those shells, one, two and three. Read more

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Dreams

poem by Jessica Gussman

Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams for when dreams go life is a barren field frozen with snow. Read more

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Rainbow of promis...

poem by Jessica Gussman

Rainbow are lovely, I love their soft hues. It brings god’s promise to me in a clear views. A convenant of Love after the flood had gone: to show my own heart the glorious new dawn. His rainbow of promise is his rainbow of l... Read more

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I don't

poem by Nemo Nemees

Sometimes, The sun gives me headaches. And although I need, To absorb the endless, possibilities, That spring air brings, I dont. Because I hate my headaches. Sometimes, Waking up, Makes me sad. And although I need, To ... Read more

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Forever

poem by Gerry Legister

With rhythmic splendor wrapped around my heart Never again to be broken by a callous thought, Every desire, growing lovelier as a succulent flower, Bring the greatest joy, been everything in that hour. If I could be in the rap... Read more

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On top of the des...

poem by Rose Headway

On the top of the desert, I admire horizonts, The celestial noises Inspire in me the rebirth. Read more

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Dancing with the ...

poem by Rose Headway

The night is surrounding you with her veil, Your eyes are shining brightly, Let this fascinating light to guide you, In your reality The night is dancing with our MINDS, The hours don't exist, We are just 'One' Th... Read more

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Sweet Dreams

poem by Jennifer Drake

Leaking, oozing, she's dizzy, she's wet, her entire face. WARNING! As she begins to fall, air stinging the burn in her face. HERE COMES ANOTHER.. She screams "NO!" -"NO BEGGING! IT'S TO LATE!!". WHACK....... oozing, she's weak,... Read more

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my second cool po...

poem by ashley jones

i like colors I like cats I like dogs I like dolphins the end Read more

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I'll See

poem by JANE DIOKPO

What if I don't want to be obvious? Lies can catch up to you. I think we're all kids at heart, that's why I still laugh at unnecessary squawking I wonder if they'll remember that while they crucify me Some people think the... Read more

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Little Dancer

poem by Sarah Feldmann

Oh Little Dancer, you dance among the wildflowers and tall grass But when dancing outside, you are bound to stumble and fall Yes, it hurts, but you should still stand up and keep on dancing to the sound of nature and the winds of ti... Read more

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Heart of Stone

poem by Sarah Feldmann

A heart of stone may be safe But one day it will cease to know how to feel Read more

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64 LIFFEY STREET....

poem by Frank Hornby .

" I have a little story, that I'd dearly love to tell, it includes my lovely cousin, her name is Margaret Bell. There is no prouder Scouser that you would ever get to meet, she was born, and raised in Liverpool on good old Liffey s... Read more

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Every day is diff...

poem by Asha dare

I don't ever feel relaxed, I dont ever feel real. I don't ever feel comfortable, every situation is so surreal. I don't like to much company, but I hate to be alone. I don't like confrontation, sometimes I wish I could turn to ston... Read more

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Mind over matter

poem by Asha dare

Fear is not real, it's just a figment of imagination. Dark, daunting and sometimes scary, etched into one's memory. In a moment of fear all seems lost, no time for negotiation. It's a shame some can be seen as nothing more than an ... Read more

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Dimitri

poem by Asha dare

Eyes closed, relaxed, deep breathes, the experience is about to begin. Heavy chest, distorted noise are you going in? Colours overwhelm you, bright and clear as day. Twisting, turning and twirling, something so surreal some may ... Read more