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mdaazam
(209) | | The survivor
These eyes are wide open forever now,
for they have seen things,
seen things that this man was listening for ages,
from the time he was a child,
he knew what would it be like,... | |
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MaryEllenG
(24) | | I was young
I rebeled
My causes were the ideals
of my peers
I fought
wasting my talents
Wasting my words
On ears that would not hear
Now I see another's eyes
Glowing with these same... | |
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thepromptwriter
(383) | | I love poetry and have been writing it for a very long time. The problem is that I prefer to write poetry that has a metered, rhyming style. I was told some time back that rhyming poetry was a sure... | |
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roshnichaudhary
(998) | | I like free-versed, free from rhyming scheme but yet not a prose. but condition is theme should be good. | |
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lacurandera
(259) | | I see a lot of beginning poets (and i was guilty of the same) writing verse so heavy in end rhymes that it actually pulls a reader out of the poem. I'm not saying I never rhyme. I do, but it's mostly... | |
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Eternal Figments ...
(1) | | Home Away Wooden floorboards Brown piano keys Form a crazy melody Stained with black Marks – memories Of old chewing gum Left by careless child Made permanent By the trod of Unseeing... | |
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Eternal Figments ...
(1) | | Once Kings oh how we sometimes fall walking through bottles of prescription inscriptions five cent deposits living off change loose pocket currents the once great halls of kings now... | |
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Eternal Figments ...
(1) | | Broken Melody Emotion painted Upon canvas of Shivering flesh A blind artist's gift Another holds the hands Slightly shaking Sweat drenched grip Of the one that holds the self Bitter heart weeps Cries... | |
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Eternal Figments ...
(1) | | Colors Each design seemed of mirrors Sliced thin to string And woven thread-like Into the fabric Of her blood blue jeans If I concentrated hard enough I could truly See myself in her... | |
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Eternal Figments ...
(1) | | Unrequited Stars shiningIn that abstractDarkness whereThoughts whisperAnd secret wishesMeet and become oneMy coat onYour backWinter singingIn our earsWind biting chillsFrom your fingernailsAkin to... | |
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