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You hold the heart in your hand, and the pressure's on. In this sanitary area you are God and fool all at once. Before you know it it's been five fucking hours with a group of people that you have come to hate and love and utterly not care about. all the while life is there in your hand, barely...
I promised my self i would post last full moon and i saw the moon was new tonite o i figured why not.
By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
Synesthesia: (noun) - a neurological condition in which stimulation of one sensory leads to automatic, involuntary experiences in a second sensory.
A love of the good things in life as we only live once.
This poem describes a moment in time as I sat at my computer desk typing and reminiscing on everything around me, within and without...
By Love Reaper
R.I.P. Kurt Cobain.
THE EFFECTS OF THE SENORITA.
Poetry | Updated Jul 22, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
If you don't know what synesthesia is then please research it to make sense of this poem! This condition fascinates me and I wanted to capture in this what my friend (a synesthete) has told me of what she sees! And I also thought, whilst you were at it you could learn to spell it, so it became...
Well...Im bored. I remember a while back I used to love star wars! Im no geek though 8) but seriously, I used to write these stories about the characters if they lived in the real world, and it may piss of some of the hardcore star wars fans out there, since Im putting characters together who...
Sadness......... Short and sweet
The title is pretty much what this poem is about :)
By The Great Commacancha
this was the first poem i ever wrote by myself. i think its in a book somewhere that a friend of a friend published, but im not too sure.
Hello, it's Snowbunny again.
This poem is about my mama and I, it's one of my favorites, because it brings back good memories.
Hope everyone enjoys. ^_^
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