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Most Recent Free Verse Poems

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Too Young
By , rock Springs, WY
And we're too young to feel this way. to be all alone and being afraid.   to cover our arms and hide is shame, to never let anyone know our true names.   and what's even sadder is most can't tell all your pain and the thoughts... (more »)
Tangled
Tangled is a movie i once saw Saw is a sharp and shiny tool Tool has two meaning to it, one of them is not to nice Nice reminds me of the word lice Lice are nasty things in your hair when your head gets itchy Itchy reminds me of a knit... (more »)
Tangled
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Tangled in a world full of lies. Lies that never seem to end. End of all honesty seems to be the new trend these days. Days filled with dishonesty. Dishonesty defines the generations of today. Today, will it finally change? Change will be... (more »)
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1909 Pennies This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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i like the idea of tarnished pennies dirty lust and ancient rust i like the taste of tarnished pennies vintage copper expired cobbler the way the ridges withstand wear immortal Lincoln greens in air. (more »)
words This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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half the words that come from my lips are pretty lies wrapped in smoke and when you told me that i am what i speak you were right and for that, i am sorry. (more »)
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Confusion
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We are lost generation, Product of capitalism, Time of stagnation, Domination of big corporation, Post fascism, Hidden racism, Fake humanism; We come from time of great ideas, Collecting medals and trophies, Surrounded by classy... (more »)
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Self-Portrait with My Mother This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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My mother is a woman of doubt. She is a shadow behind a body that she does not welcome as her own. My mother holds wine bottles like it is the only thing left of her. I have learned to sing her faults. How could I not, when she's the... (more »)
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Ocean This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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the depths will swallow you up with no compunction they'll drag you down they'll grab your ankles and pull you down past the schools of red, blue and yellow down past the coral down past the farthest layer light can reach until you... (more »)
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Hammer Time This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Sledgehammer to my skull, see the creativity, wisdom, and darkness inside. Brains dark red with demons prowling, Stomping out each smile ever known or felt. Sledgehammer to my chest. Break my ribs and tear them out until you find your... (more »)
Finding It in the City This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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The sun drops on a lost horizon; an apple falls in Eden. I search among white light warlords that dance with bleary neon to the hymn of a hum of electric baritone. Even the most vibrant light is wary of what it truly strikes. A city's fear... (more »)
Fire Poem This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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I stare into the fire, The white-hot flames searing my skin Thick, black, tangible smoke curls around my nose Crawling up my throat Squeezing the air out Like a python and its prey Desperately I stumble forward Ducking as smoldering rafters... (more »)
Traveler This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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There is a world out there and I saw it where cathedrals are made of windows and the sun sets on the back of a cape that swallowed two girls whole There is a world out there and I breathed it a plateau of lavender fields that... (more »)
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body thoughts: before This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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it pools deep in holes in hands in holy crooked neck and shoulder bones of sleeping giants; let us breathe, me and me and me, in my empty aching desert land of potential of milk and honey and heavy clouds that press low down and... (more »)
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I Hate Hospitals This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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I hate hospitals more than I can ever explain in one short poem I hate the eerie quiet that accompanies the hopelessness that floats through the empty hallways I hate the food which is just as bland as many of the patients' outlook... (more »)
Wanderlust Tragedy This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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There lives a boy beyond the edge of fantasy Who taps and whacks, sleeps and snores Who shows all the symptoms of that dreaming disease But can't get cured like those before They say he's infected with gleaming eyes And possessed by the... (more »)
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Liquid Blue Fingers This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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last night when water hugged my skin and enveloped my body, placed fingers over my face, I wanted simplicity in the things it offered. I wanted the darkness and the fluid, graceless cold leaking into my veins. I wanted, for a... (more »)
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