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I originally wrote this poem on February 2009. I just found it today on a loose sheet of paper and tucked away in a text book.
I am not extremely happy with it, but I am pleased with it. I was going through some difficult patches at the time and now that I am a bit better; looking back I saw...
By Invisible Ally
In all our Darkest hours do these words not ring true?
Hopelessly in love. I wrote this piece when I just received a call from my cousin explaining to me how the relationship of her boyfriend and self have been going through ups and downs.
Poetry | Updated Nov 9, 2009 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Scrupulous Poet
The folliwing poem is about the writer's feelings after a one night affair.
This is in dedication to m hundredth fan. It be about anything. A relationship, dealing with parents, etc. Enjoy!
By Ace Masters
This is a poem I wrote when I was bout 20 years old, so it's about 5 years old, I hope you like it
Poetry | Updated Nov 3, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Lehi Girl72509
While I was thinking about life in general, and my life in particular, I wrote this poem, and I think it describes a lot about me in particular, and how i felt at that time especially. Some things have changed in how I feel, like about how guys like me, but otherwise, I still believe that this...
Why is it that we are blind-folded?
Before we could see, we could speak,
But all of the sudden we have covered our eyes and closed our mouths.
Poetry | Updated Nov 2, 2009 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Basically this is just... my thoughts written down on paper.
Something that came to me yesterday about how I felt nearly a decade ago.
Poetry | Updated Oct 30, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
This is the poem I had on my page! Just thought it was more accessable in an actual poem thing! Any who..its a random poem i thought of.
This poem is about mi true feelings.
Poetry | Updated Oct 29, 2009 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 6
I am so invisible sometimes I think I could rob a bank...
The ink flowing from my pen and intermingling with my feelings inspired me to write this.
Our unnamed narrator is out in the middle of a forest in Upstate New York by herself, writing in the journal her late brother had bought her to get a rise out of her.
Now, years after her brother's death she is still unable to cope with his unjust and brutal murder and even worse the sickening...