mourn
The Girl On The Bus
The Girl On The Bus written by: Dawn Pisturino The bus driver watched you in the mirror,...
What Will Be My End
What Will Be My End written by: Richard Ayling In the dark of night, I often consider...
At The Cemetery
At The Cemetery written by: Karima Hoisan Little dark-skinned urchin in barefoot glee, finds a small cool...
The Last Violin
The Last Violin written by: Nancy Richy @shewrites51 It wasn’t often that we received a package from...
Wonder(ful)
Wonder(ful) written by: Joseph Mannino I am not joyful, but on joy, I subsist Haphazardly built from...
There Are People
There Are People
written by: Kapardeli Eftichi
@eftichia1
- There are people who always mourn
with the voices of the stars ...
Sons and Daughters of The First Born
Sons and Daughters of The First Born written by: Ginny M. Jones Sons and daughters of the...
Mourn Me Not
Mourn Me Not written by: Introverted Thoughts On misty days and grief drenched mornings, When sight is...
Wedding Night
Wedding Night written by: Miguel Balboa D’Mendoza It was that night, dear Imran, when you asked of...
On A Tired Housewife
On A Tired Housewife a poem by: Anonymous Here lies a poor woman who was always tired,...
Somber
Somber written by: Sharon Dina Rose Regala photography by: Carl Scharwath Somber was how she counted the...
The Death Bed
The Death Bed a poem by Thomas Hood We watch’d her breathing thro’ the night, Her breathing...
I DIED IN VAIN
I DIED IN VAIN written by: Bojana Stojcic @BoyaETC I was raised from the dead once and...
