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Random First Lines:These are a few short poems about people who leave others or are taken away. These poems are meant to relate to others and hopefully make them... » Read
By Robert Kasch
Thinking and dreaming of a deceased wife.
Forgive me Lord, I am your slave
And soon will be a hump of clay
I was thinking about the Civil War and how the Emancipation Proclamation rhymed when I wrote this poem.
By Miss Coco
Thoughts based on experience
Again, I recently lost a very close friend. This is a fancy internet version of a message I sent her way. It's obviously not the best or very polished but I find that writing things as they are born as thoughts (thats definitely the lamest thing i've ever said) makes things more genuine and...
By Annarose 86
Written for me possiblyq
Poetry | Updated Dec 4, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A Tribute to one of the greatest friends and blood brothers that I had in my life. He passed away on Dec. 18th, 2012.
Poetry | Updated Nov 29, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
After watching the love her of life being murdered right in front of her eyes, things start to go downhill very fast. She even attempts suicide, but things don't plan out as she hoped they would.
Note; I rated this PG because of the vivid description of the murder in the beginning.
By Silver Nightmare
Just let your mind wander for a little while...
Poetry | Updated Nov 9, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Jennifer Lara
When I wrote this poem, I was going through a breakup. I dont remember what I was feeling but I hope you can through the poem?
A longer poem about love.
Poetry | Updated Nov 2, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is the first poem I have written in about 4 years. I wrote it the day I broke up with my boyfriend of 3 years. Let me know what you think.
She was there. Sitting right in front of me with wondrous eyes. Staring me down so innocently. How I felt so insignificant to a beautiful creature. And I longed to be with her, speak. But I shyly sat there, with only a smile, never to say hello. And watched as she lingered pass me, into the night.
Short Story | Updated Oct 25, 2014 | Reads: 23 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Is this the beginning, or the beginning of the end?
This poem is about two friends who think that they maybe more than friends. (This is the first ever poem i wrote so please don't judge.)
Poetry | Updated Sep 6, 2014 | Reads: 24 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2