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Wow I quite enjoyed this, the last two lines brings everything together so well. It really sticks in your mind! Good write

Constricted thoughts, Mind clouded in smoke. In this cloud I see wonders and tragedies of the world, It tells stories, all the while it was meant for me to escape the reality of it all. Wrap yourself in the cloak, Forget this world, watch as hearts curl. Long ago I stopped seeking out life's pearls....

Great poem! love the last stanza, and i shared in a smile afterward Good job

I am one in a sea of many, Hidden and forgotten, Deep on the ocean floor, or below the sand's surface. I move slowly and undetectable, Until the deep blue ocean washes me up, Reigning over me. Finally unveiling my potential to be a star in this cast ocean. It's funny, Even one such as I can be a st...

You really think you've beaten me? You really think you've won? You decided to just crucify me, As you had God's supposed son. You thought you'd gotten rid of me? You thought you'd set yourselves free? You thought you'd really gotten to me but, I am tranquil, tranquil as a tree. I am great like the ...

Love is patient. Love is kind. The perfect way, To destroy your mind. At first it's bright and warm, like a million fireflies, I lay now in the embers, Everyone of them died. I've never felt this way, never thought I'd sing. Not after that day you threw my grandma's ring. You really did give that th...

Voices Reign, Tall Short Skinny Fat Ugly Unwanted, She stands alone. In a mirror, She sees beauty. Here and now, She doesn't imagine the coke-bottle waist only attainable by purchase of the latest Barbie. She sees beauty. Colors like the sun and the moon, The vast oceans to the unfathomable skies. H...

She says "I do more than you." And while that may be true, true, true. Does it really matter? The things that we do? Tell me, would our love be the same? Something worth a picture frame? The things that we say won't matter, When said with a heavy heart, Please don't think I enjoy saying these words,...

Ripple, Ripple, Ripple, A man floats down the river. Find the answers to your soul, Discover your hearts desire in the place it all began. I stare into the eyes of the one I should know better than all. But I am a stranger in these lands. I search, search out the words, the question my soul craves. ...

She paints the sky with white and blue, With a stroke of her hand, a paradise for two. She paints the sky, where our love reigns true. But now she paints the sky with shifting clouds, dark colors, shades, and hues. What has happened here, in our paradise, just me and you? The sun has set, in this id...