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2 poems dedicated to my mother for Mother's Day. :-) ;-)
Time is indeed precious laden,growing older is a gift of awareness...a journey of love.
Haynaku, Eastern and Western, Sunku And ‘Pari Style’ All new kinds of CREATIVITY in moderne Poetry read on please
A poem about a typical lunch on a weekday. It was one of those days were I was feeling a bit out of sorts and all I needed was a simple but good meal.
A poem about my longrunning commitment to my poetic profession.
A storm passed through very early this morning and the thunder and lightning woke me. This poem was inspired by the storm and the dream I was having. It's also about the longing for connection.
Necrosis is my lastest work consisting currently of LVII poems (a work in progress)...Necrosis is about waxing and waning from a Childhood's hour through Secenscent's view in terms of hypochondriasis , anxiety and dark interludes of angst, whereas, the writer can ONLY write while unde...
Have you ever been in love? How did you know you were in love? How could you tell? Did you just know and the knowing defied explanation? The heart wants what it wants and most of the time no one can tell you otherwise.
Here's a short abstract poem with a romantic overtone.
A poem to someone I have not met . . . yet. Yeah, I know, that sounds a little strange. But to me it makes perfect sense.
A poem about getting caught up in the struggle to believe in your head what you know is a lie in your heart.
A girl, A prince. Another Cinderella story without the evil mother or evil sister. Just the two of them.
A dance of a mad girl with the love of her life as she thought.
I'm not sure what to say about this one. I wrote it very quickly and I know it means something to me. I hope it mean something to you.
A poem about losing yourself in a relationship or situation and coming to the realization that you need to get out and get back to yourself.
Yes, this really happened. It took away an entire year of my life. A year I can never get back. But that was years ago and it made me stronger. And now I am happier than I have ever been.
My Sinography...touching the rock bottom of the sea ...let me now see ..how the bottom upwards kicks me,..my sine curve does die ..but the control within me does lie, (as in lay)
She was the one who loved black, the night, the Satan, But I dint knew for years. And I still don't know.
After the third person tells you that you are in a relationship with a narcissist then it's time to Google the word narcissist. The personality traits were dead on. But that's okay. I'm a survivor.
I felt like writing a love poem, so here it is. It just felt like one of those days now that the weather is turning warmer.
I'm starting to hate my job. Not because of the work but because I feel as though I am being watched like some strange animal in a zoo.
A poem about freedom and what it means. Read this poem if you need freedom in your life.
A poem about guilt and feelings that surround it. How can we deal with it? Read this if you need help.
A short light poem seeking answers of life, humankind and the dilemma within human.
A poem about going through a hardship and losing faith but finding your faith in the end.
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