-
A life so lonely where no one understands you. A freak no matter what you do. Why cant they see the person I try to be. I do not retire in the land of nod, my heart lyes within god. A world so cold, I refuse to do as told. I
-
No I'm not fascinated by how you can text so fast without looking at the keys
by LeanneBridgewater
17 lines,
on Nov 5 11:11 AM. In anti, anarchi, attitude, unique, free, spoken, other, society, fashion, thoughts
-
I watched each lonely sunset,
And each morning, the sunrise,
-
Dedicated to Autumn Gypsy
-
Dedicated to Autumn Gypsy
-
Feet, Feet,
Sometimes petite,
-
Because I keep thinking of the way you used to look at her,
The stars couldn't ever shine as bright as your eyes did.
-
I do a did and apollo to a sight to see a hollow easter bunny about 9 feet tall and fuzz, lordesh, help us all, cometh quick... BUNNY IS EVIL
BUNNY IS A POISON BUN FOUND AT TESCO
-
Doodle away,
On this blank,
-
-
Another sleepless night again,
staring blankly at the ceiling
-
There will be no encore
as the curtain falls
-
And life itself could not estimate my affections for you
My love I'd seek you out of a dozen crowd
-
-
-
Sometimes it's hard-
you know?
by Jes
15 lines,
on Dec 7 11:57 PM 2007. In unique
-
you ask me what is so great
about that person there.
-
It was like leather sticks with mushroom coating.
Like cow tongue licks with weather side roaming.
-
Inside a bubble...
that somebody blew...
-
I used to work
at an elderly home
-
Always Writing
Seems most of this life is
by JasonFontaine
12 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 29 1:44 PM 2007. In Unique, Poetry, New, Authors, Poets, Abortion, Pro-Life, Revolution, Thougths, Oughts
-
So I sit here in a t-shirt and my long johns,
Waiting for the CABLE GUY
-
Why do stars frown upon me?
I must be an imperfection,
-
My eyes vacant, the color stolen from me. Now all I see is what I feel
The abundant air surrounds my body and bares down with a living wei
-
My life is a metaphor.
I am a wave;
-
There is always beauty in something that is / Un-noticed, Not cared for / People may stop and stare / Or even point fingers / But i know it
-
Dare to love me? / I think youre scared. / Dare to hold me? / I dont think you really care. / The deception rushes by, / I can see it righ
-
Magical mist ‘sweet fragrance’ of Heaven’s garden Straight from the heart of my Valentine’s pardon
-
-
and hoping we will halt for another aged look
|