Month: September 2015

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Genre: Inspirational, Relationship, Hurt, Funny Only Until Boredom Strikes by Rayanne Banaga They tell you a lot about damaged people about how you shouldn’t love them about how you shouldn’t romanticize them You’ll only end up hurt when you cant fix them Ive never heard the story of the ones…

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Genre: Love, Romance, Relationship Victorians Don’t Pierce Their Septums, Except for Love by Aaron Schultz When I first saw you in those light plaid pants, tight fitting to your form, my friends wanted to kick your ass. “Where did this Bozo come from? Let’s waste him,” they said. But that…

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Genre: Love, Romance, Relationship Victorians Don’t Pierce Their Septums, Except for Love by Aaron Schultz When I first saw you in those light plaid pants, tight fitting to your form, my friends wanted to kick your ass. “Where did this Bozo come from? Let’s waste him,” they said. But that…

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Genre: Death, Dark, personal Black White and Blood by Lizzie Heart Silent screams, pasty cream Black and white Head to toe; not just me, Look around it’s everything Blood dripping, rope it stings Digging into my skin Tied to the tracks while there you laugh Standing in your tall black…

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Genre: Life, Inspirational, Society FORZEN DREAMS by Virendra Gupta Ice freezes not — in my dreams For it melts and melts The maroon mountain But a merry vale — My heart belongs to the mountain For you dwell on its other side And my dreams dwell in you For you…

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Genre: Nostalgic, Society, Life Summer by Bud Scott Sun beating down. Heat waves rising from the road. Children running through sprinklers. Old men sitting in the shade, sipping lemonade, smoking and watching their youth ramble and scramble away, giggling. * * * * * Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get…

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Genre: Nostalgic, Society, Life Summer by Bud Scott Sun beating down. Heat waves rising from the road. Children running through sprinklers. Old men sitting in the shade, sipping lemonade, smoking and watching their youth ramble and scramble away, giggling. * * * * * Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get…

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Genre: abuse, rhyme Poem by nemo I squeeze my eyes Along with my thighs But your rough fingers still creep up my slender legs Oh, are you telling yourself lies ? Are you telling yourself; she’s asleep. So the guilt would not cut as deep ? She won’t feel, It’s…