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Karma on a cold p...

poem by Anna Tate

Im now eating a dish best served cold Karma on a plate thats began to rot & mould. It's serving consists of fresh gone by its expiry date. & now i eat in my regrets & my selfloathing hate.  For what I've cooked up for... Read more

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Mirror, Mirror

poem by Destiny D.

Mirror, Mirror, on my wall, I just wanna be thin, pretty and tall. Mirror, Mirror, if i change my hair Maybe someone will start to care? Mirror, Mirror, if i starve myself, At least ill be beautiful, forget my health. Mirr... 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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The passing of da...

poem by Christopher Russon

Your youth is like the the leaves in spring And the gentle breeze on a pleasent day The wind blows all your cares away. Now the flowers bloom summer is here A simple Rose in your garden of life Romance awaits no Time to hesitat... Read more

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Last Lullaby

poem by Julius Brian Cruz

By the infinite night sky, I whispered the words “I’m Sorry...” Gazing at the falling stars, wishes they never grant me. And ever since then, like a child, innocence that time took from me. Eyes that were once so... Read more

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Just plodding alo...

poem by Anna Tate

Plodding along to a merrily song Humming away, to the peace of my serenity. Loving my life, loving my land Loving it's people I meet in life's daily demand. Plodding along, drumming my fingers to beat Nothing can phase me in life, Eve... Read more

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BORN A BLUE.....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Why are we Evertonians dad? Why was I born a Blue?" It was down to Mother Nature son, there was nothing we could do! Just like our granddads before us lad, we can't help it, it's in our genes, and as you gradually get older son, y... Read more

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A maid in the nig...

poem by Keith Robson

Her cracked ice breath crazed on the air that held her frozen beauty there, the night maid with such quiet sighs, looked up at star touched paper skies where the writings of evening unfolded themselves, like words from the bo... Read more

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Not Good Enough

poem by Destiny D.

I wanna cry, I wanna scream but what will they say? “Oh you are being extreme!” I wanna lay in bed all day and not care about what anyone will say I wanna be able to look at you and not feel sad cause im getting... Read more

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I Wish.....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I wish that I could see you mum, for just a little while, I wish that I could hug you mum, and see your lovely smile. I want to put my arms around you mum, and pull you close to me, Oh mum, I really miss you, oh why did it have to... Read more

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Chamomile....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Again I collapse upon the grass, wearing a happy contented smile, my nostrils are filled with the aroma of the calming chamomile, after playing for hours, finally the football game ends, my life is just perfect, enjoying these ga... Read more

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Nothing

poem by Paul Stephens

How can you have so many things? When in the end all you have is nothing All the possessions and cash in the bank But the reality is you have nothing Food on the table a roof over your head The fact is you could still have noth... Read more

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Forget me not....

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Please don't forget me," I was once part of your life. Mary, my lovely, faithful, beautiful wife. "Please don't forget me," hold my memory deep in your heart, I want to stay eternally in your soul, I always want to be a part. "Pl... Read more

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It's no joke...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Our city is losing its humour, because of strangers who can't seem to smile, we are not used to these miserable faces, because misery is just not our style. Our city is losing its humour, it's drowning in a negative wave, peopl... Read more

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The person that I...

poem by Sharon s

The person that I thought you were was full of life and fun; vibrant, full of goodwill, and a sense of adventure that compared with no-one. I felt at home when I talked with you, and I thought you understood; I shared my faults ... Read more

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Love Songs

poem by Paul Stephens

Just laying here listening to love songs The lyrics transcending the arts Sharing the thoughts of so many Must be the way most good loving starts Written about by so many Expressing mostly their sadness and pain For most it's ... Read more

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Thoughts Upon A S...

poem by Julius Brian Cruz

Time is ticking by, everyone is all straight and fast. Work here work there, until when would this cycle last? I sit and ponder, wondering about life. It's damn too short, yet full of endless strife. Did we ourselves, made liv... Read more

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Let Me Sleep

poem by Julius Brian Cruz

The curtains shall fall, as well as the fading night. Sleep makes a call, yet preoccupied by peerless sight. Beneath these empty halls, trickles a ray of light. The zenith of beauty, the endless darkness of the night. . . Behind... Read more

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Pierrots

poem by Julius Brian Cruz

Another dawn wakes, people rises from slumber. Time flows like lakes, wasted fractions of your number. While locked gold mine breaks, in each 24 hour chapter. The world begins to shake, for the king has made an order. Sleep is... Read more

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The Author

poem by Julius Brian Cruz

All this time, I thought, I am someone who can do anything. Yet when time comes to prove, here I am, still at nothing. Living in a fictional world, of gold, grand and glory. A loser full of lies, the man of worthless stories. ... Read more