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the warmth from somebody near you in winter, the glowing quiet, all of this.
By Liam Strong
This is my favourite poem to read out loud! I loved writing this, and I just love the elements and events that occurred within the story! It's very long, but much of it is reminiscent of things in my life!
By Jax Franklin
Light-hearted look at Nell meeting someone through a matchmaking website, who just happens to end up being her new boss... Things get interesting... Enjoy this simple take on love in the workplace..!
You just have to read to understand.
By Melissa Firefox
A random poem I am writing about being closed-in, and wanting to break free of everything. I guess you could say peace and self esteem comes to play. Doesn't rhyme, but please enjoy anyway.
Oh, and I made up a melody to this song. You can make up your own, too.
By Aurelia Lee Shae
A poem I made years ago during a time when I was extremely shy and quiet. I held a lot of emotions and feelings inside, never expressing how I felt or what I was thinking for a long time. The idea is that my mouth had been sewn up with strings, because it was honestly how I'd perceived my...
Poetry | Updated Nov 27, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A Christian poem of faith.
Poetry | Updated Nov 21, 2013 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
Listening to God's voice in the World around.
About the line between reality and fantasy.
To be at peace again....
What quiet time feels like.
Poetry | Updated May 31, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Childhood crushes, secret lovers. The beginning of a very unique friendship which later led on to what may be something more or nothing at all. Between an angel and a little green-eyed boy.
A poem about the overlooked phenomenon of silence.
By Brainstorming Teen
I find the place which seemed like the rootage of the cries, and lightly touch the door, my body possessed by uneasiness and nervousness. The door seemed like the key to my curiosity. Behind the walls of that door would be the reason behind my discomfort.