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  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Sweet sighing maiden, sorrow not for oft sorrows are best forgot The battle is o'er, the war's been fought Why waste thine eyes with tears? The flowers all bedeck the grass still and as unmoving as glass and they linger not on the past Why dost thou still now mourn? The trees a...
  • Hot Topics > Health
    I am surrounded by a beautiful treasure chest of laughing, sighing, glittering, gorgeous people. They flock all around me, merging into each other creatively with sparkling smiles and perfect grace. I am between them, and they flow over me like water rushing, rippling over worn, gray stones. They...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    pretty pictures with empty smiles tacked to a picture board with holes through their hearts proof that superficiality can be security if that is all you need to see so dance across the rooftops in the rain, my darling if you think it proves anything to someone feel the wind in...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    how could i have spent my life waiting for this, for you to tell me with your tiny broken words that you won't be there anymore as you took back your love and all your unspoken promises i felt no relief as from a burden lifted, only the tenderness that came with the bruis...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    sometimes i wonder what would happen if i tried to let you love me if your embrace would feel like warmth like sunshine or like flowers i wonder if i'd love you too we could paint the world in lilac with matching clouds of gold and no one would ever know because we wouldn't s...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    every time i try to count the stars it reminds me of just where we are how far we’ve come, how much is the same how every single one once had a name i long to feel i want to grow my life’s too fast but the world’s too slow everything might be just a show but how ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    A kind of a promise A sort of a start The brown-eyed boy With a broken heart A small, sad girl Alone and shy Unsure of most things But yearning to fly He offered his hand To show her the way The radiance of his smile Turned her night into day And so they walked together Down the p...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    once in a blue moon once upon a time once in a fairy tale life i knew you and once in a blue moon we met under the tree and as your shadow spilled over me i gazed up at the stars and once upon a time i was truly happy and wished on a dream believing in flowers and rain...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    i took the half empty glass of my soul and held it out to you poured it into your lap when all i wanted to do was hide but then i looked up and realized that maybe it was not as important as i thought because you were turned away and didn’t even feel it spill onto you maybe i...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    someday im gonna leave this place and fly away, fly far away on delicate wings with feathers of glass still strong enough to lift me out of the past someday im gonna find a way to escape this world for a different day and all of you will watch me fly shedding sparkling shards ac...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
    Today i learned something pretty important about life. More specifically, about the kind of people that sometimes show up in it. I think of them as "friends." You know who I mean: the ones who smile at you now and could stab you in the back as soon as you turn around. But the next day they'd be read...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    As I stand in the shower hot water pours over me, washing away layers of labels and prejudices, things others think of me and the limits I put on myself. It scalds. I am stripped of everything, of all the lies and assumptions, like wax melting from a candle or peels unwound from an ...
  • Opinion > Love / Relationships
    Love is a wound fiercely and swiftly striking the unaware, spilling the red contents of the soul into the open and leaving an eternal scar. Love is dancing in the rain, exultant and joyous, not caring that the sky is gray instead of blue. Love is the heady aroma of an intoxicating perfume that sna...

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