Tagged "Free Verse"

On the Fringe

Deep in the shadows, where the veil grows thin There dwells a woman, still a child within She dances on the fringe where the wildflowers sway

By Nichole Campbell2 years ago in Poets

There are days when her silence feels deafening and days when she won’t shut up. She’s the shadow self, the one who thrives on my own self-doubt. Her words, insidious and insistent, always trying to pull me under.

By Mika Oka2 years ago in Poets

I better go

tears agony obstacles daily setbacks beatings Now or tomorrow? I already know I rarely experience peace. Is it because I'm an orphan?

By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets

I Won't Hide In The Depths Of Your Dark Mind

I won't hide in the dark depths of your dark mind; Call me crazy, Call me insane, Call me what you like. I raise my head proud above your lies,

By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets

Telescopic Telegram

Once in a nanosecond, galaxies form hearts in the universe. Out of the black, bright stars flicker sparks. Inspiring us earthlings to find them and call their names.

By Tony Martello2 years ago in Poets

He Loved Her...

Can't speak yet she hasn't forgotten how to think Can't feel yet she still knows what is real Cornered she just cowers Tallying the hours until she's free Struggling in darkness to find the key's grace That will relieve her from this suffocating embrace

By Nichole Campbell2 years ago in Poets

Melted Records

I am the broken record Bleeding black vinyl across the dusty wood floors, Leaving a sticky imprint of plastic and glue Behind as though someone will read the clues

By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets

Love will always win

Life is a masterpiece. As so is love. Each was painted with care and emotion. Each one represents a form of life. Each step takes us to a new destination.

By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets

T-O-P S-T-O-R-Y

Top Story That was never me I was born the last word in an epilogue no one ever took the time to read But who cared

By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets

Hold on just yet

After losing her parents, Anaya felt that she was living her life in an oblivion She lost her interest in her day to day activities, and felt the world around her moving too fast.