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taken from my book, "Position The Thought"
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Poetry | Updated Aug 15, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
differentiation and a concluding similarity
Poetry | Updated May 7, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
These poems are all about finding ones self in a world that seems dark and self harm. (most of these are about my my thoughts an experience its rated R because my writing came sometimes be very graphic and triggering. So i have been told.)
Poetry | Updated May 1, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
One of my biggest phobias is death. I get a lot of anxiety just by the thought of it and people I meet seem to welcome it. How?
By Mercedes Madrigal
Is life an illusion?
Poetry | Updated Oct 10, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is a potential opening to a book I am beginning to write. The start is ambiguous for a reason, and I would like to address this in following chapters.
By Big Blue Dreams
its about getting out of the holes in your life as well as describing them and ultimately you decide what it means to you.
Poetry | Updated Aug 29, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Wrote this ages ago. Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've been really busy. This poem is/was about someone a while back. They're irrelevant now but I thought I'd post it anyway.
By Jayson Wyz
This was written my Junior year in high school.
It was during a time in my life when I began questioning things, the reason behind rules in my religion, etc.
In this case, it was association and relationships with others outside my religion, back when I believed it to be a hard rule, rather...
A poem I wrote a few years ago and still one of my favorites.
thie is poem questioning our definition of genuine - who am I if I'm not the same when alone and when I'm with company?
Poetry | Updated Feb 20, 2013 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Ravian Bloodrose
This is about someone seeing another person like them who has suffered some sort of soul hardening pain and all they want to do is fix it.
I'm not really sure how this poem turned out? It's defiantly one of the most challenging poems I've written...
Anyway this is really about someone constantly questioning themselves after the day is over, like "Did I say the right thing when..."
Note: Please no harsh comments :)
Poetry | Updated Jan 9, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 3