The Gift of Me paeansunpluggedApril 24, 2019 The gift of me written by: paeansunplugged I gift unto myself the gift of me to be who I want to be and not what others expect from me to ne... EnglishPoetry1 min read
Fractured Tissy TaylorApril 13, 2019 Fractured written by: Tissy Taylor @raisingtissy Pieces unfitted strewn across a carpet bare Shattered heartbeats fragile worn with frig... EnglishFeatured PostPoetry0 min read
Zero To Hero H.M. GautschFebruary 17, 2019 Zero To Hero written by: H.M. Gautsch @GautschHM Looking back I can’t believe I used to be the laughing stock Just for the way I dressed the terri... EnglishPoetry0 min read
As I Am Sheri M. StewartFebruary 14, 2019 As I Am written by: Sheri M. Stewart I wish to be seen. I am many pieces, of differing shapes and sizes that somehow join together into a whole ... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Who Am I? Sallon LepchaJanuary 5, 2019 Who Am I? written by: Sallon Lepcha I was wondering about me, Thinking of my very being. One question ran in my mind, I was asking myself, W... EnglishPoetry1 min read
Monologue Of A Selfish Heart Avi FleischerDecember 19, 2018 Monologue Of A Selfish Heart written by: Avi Fleischer @EmotionalEchoes I sit alone and let the thoughts rage around in my head. Why am I even here ... EnglishPoetry1 min read
Sorrow Joachim NeanderDecember 12, 2018 Sorrow written by: Joachim Neander My feelings are flowing on the silvery waves of the river of life from its source to its estuary. Crimson stor... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Alive PragyaDecember 10, 2018 Alive written by: Pragya Breathe. Men come and retreat; memories flow forever. Breathe ’til dark sunders with thy demons. Wander into the conce... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Your Own Outside Perspective Angel DaemonDecember 2, 2018 Your Own Outside Perspective written by: Angel Daemon @BlutengelDaemon There are methods to madness and madness to methods. I typically fall in ... ArticleEnglish2 min read
Memory Of A Reverie Cindy MedinaNovember 24, 2018 Memory Of A Reverie written by: Cindy Medina @Cindy_M65 A memory recurred to me, it was from my younger self: Of bright blue August sky a baseball... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Lines Michelle DarkNovember 15, 2018 Lines written by: Michelle Dark Black earth ingrained in fine lines of pale skin in now aging hands, Praying for growth as an act faith. I bend an... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Locked Away David WagonerNovember 10, 2018 Locked Away written by: David Wagoner Something huge and powerful threw itself against the basement door again and again nearly knocked my razo... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Face To Face Papia RayOctober 13, 2018 Face To Face written by: Papia Ray Is that you my friend? Or shouldn't I call you one? You have changed so--- Your hair, your smile, I hardly kno... EnglishPoetry0 min read
Our Self Embrace M. TaggartSeptember 22, 2018 Our Self Embrace written by: M. Taggart You and I too, dream so well during the day We can leave our eyes open- It is noon. Inside a modest home... EnglishFeatured PostPoetry2 min read
