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SONNET — TO LOVE - By: Lizard Z.
Strange Love! ye blind us with thy gilded light! Thy gentle rays burn crueller than the Sun; Thy hands—of trick’ry!—seize all in thy...
To Those Who’ve Tried... - By: Priyshi Mehta
To those who have tried, Who think they'll never arrive, Know that's the biggest lie in your life. To those who've been running, Chasing...
Differences in Vision - By: Taylor Graham
I am finally me again. But what does it mean to be me. What am I, because I am different in the eyes of the beholder. What do I look like...
Hey Gramma - By: Madison
Hey Gramma Look at me now! All grown up, I shall not dare frown. Your fierce claws rip away my earliest memories. You stack bricks upon...
The Church - By: Ana Camila Cano Bates
I am an aesthetic of excess Deprived of honor Misplaced in my skin Obsessed with my organs Despising myself I often wonder if epiphany...
WORLD AS ONE - By: Almaz Berhane
What is beautiful is that I am the world and the world is me Marvelous! I look at running hills and soft grass I look at city lights and...
In Other Words, Departure - By: Almaz Berhane
Emotions I can never comprehend Sailing the storm of life on a boat Death is my world end Places deep inside where pain and pleasure...
Like Crows Feasting On Road Kill - By: Madison Coulson
Florescent lighting grills my eyes. The smell of cleaning products swirl around my mind. My heart races as doctors and nurses hussle by....
Dusk Murdered the Sun - By: Landon Hamilton
Dusk murdered the Sun. I was the witness. Sharp twilight plunged deep and split open the clouds. Red, orange, and gold spilled...
The Sound of Love - By: Almaz Berhane
the sound of love is the recording of our music saved onto my phone you play the guitar and I sing the sound of love is the fact that you...
Is It Really You? - By: Aliyah Carry
I look into the mirror and ask myself Is it really you? After so many years I can finally see it I see you The sight is no longer foreign...
Gazing The World - By: Karman Kaur
Gazing is a funny word, yet, It holds the meaning of looking so fixedly at one thing I would call that admiration. I like to gaze at the...
The Struggle of a Coconut - By: Yashvi Shah
In a bustling city of foreign sights, There stands a girl in the fading light. Her skin, a hue of rich brown grace, Yet within, she feels...
Blade of Grass - By: Cate Woods
My legacy is non-existence Then what’s this for? What’s the point of trying? Of smiling? 3, 2, 1 It’s the New Year Another year gone I...
Don Chisciotte Looks Up - By: Verneet Malhi
Everyone's told me, God lives inside of me. I’ve tried rolling my eyes as far as they go just to see Him. All it does is hurt. I don't...
Bubble and Ocean - By: Clarice Chan
Deep in the ocean, the waters pitch black and merciless, a fish exhaled softly. And a bubble was born. Obsidian Midnight ...
A Quiet Dream - By: Jorja Trottier
I dreamt of you last night you and me wax melting into each other forming around our skin your hands are not strangers to my skin your...
A Seed of Legacy - By: Mehak Tawakley
Modelled by poem “Digging” by Seamus Heaney On a long night A query flows to mind. What seeds did my grandmothers sow? More...
Dandelion - By: Cézanne Bourque
A dandelion is both a flower and a weed A metaphor used thousands of time before You hear it and you only absorb it's meaning for a...
Julie and the Forest - By: Olli C
Julie and the forest earth sits in harmony / with the luminous blue skies / and the leaves smile / at one another as the sun shines...
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