Revolution of Self
Spoken Word Poem I need a revolution of my self. I need to overcome the alienation that society has imposed on me, separating what I do from who I am and know I...
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Gothicarus: Part I – Unearthed
Serial Poem Low and close and heavy, The sound that caused her eyelids to part. The blackness oppressed her, She gasped; the jolt of air woke her heart. Its pounding joined the sound, Rendering...
In The Forest
Nature Poetry In the forest I saw a dream the nature was shining the trees were colored in white with leaves on the ground and oranges everywhere the road led in the world...
Untitled — Swearing Off
Breakup Poem I finally have to go Will I write you? Possibility will be on your side As soon as I make room with parting It’ll feel that uncomfortable sensation Of my warmth, still...
