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If I had the chance to go back to re-sketch the events in my life I won't deny any of my truth I would rewind the hands
By Dawn Coleman8 years ago in Poets
I hope you catch me on the right day How I act, what I say The continual fact that I change my way again and again A ten or a zero
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Poets
They want to know why, between all the furtive glances and the tentative words, I walk away just a little more breathless and a tad more broken.
By Elizabeth M.8 years ago in Poets
I wonder if the petals of the flowers know, I wonder if the bees have heard, I wonder if the ancient oaks are praying. I think they must, the way they
By Carver Bain8 years ago in Poets
A prayer goes on in my head While I rest here on my bed I pray for all which, in turn, means I'm praying for me too So, I pray for all of mankind so that they can live another day to see that everything might not be true
By Elisheva Lefkowitz8 years ago in Poets
I am here to learn, to know and to feel To understand and decipher the real Teach me to care, to expand and to grow What will help me and what should I know?
As she gaped at the blank paper in front of her, her brown orbs filled with tears. She pondered how to release the love aching in her core, hunting for the right words to apply to the paper.
By Monee Myers8 years ago in Poets
i am slow motion i am spacious skies and hidden valleys i am pressure, building and building among the force of confusion
