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Her Hero

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

He was her hero Every call Every cry She thought he protected her from all Idolized him into this untouchable figure No one could hurt him, no one could hurt her Yet many people hurt her And many people got away But he... Read more

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Mocha in the Morn...

poem by SpikeFox 87

He was not at all a special guy Nothing extraordinary or worthy of noting But I remember a few things about him that made him unforgettable For one I remember those eyes of his, deep brown, like mocha in the morning I ... Read more

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Haunted...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"There's no end to the flashbacks to when I was a small lad... ..can't seem to get it out of my head, that I didn't have a dad... the anger's there still with me...hidden deep inside.. ..can't seem to shake it off....I've tried...o... Read more

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Shadows

poem by Alice inwonderland

My cold, numb shadow stretched beyond the willow tree, far in the distance. Long and rigid like a Frankenstein, unknowing to the passersby, should there be any...this is not a monster. My strides elongate at this thought. Perception. ... Read more

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Work

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Pen to paper Bells ringing Cards scanning People screaming My mind drifts Muting sounds I see smiles, Giggles, the future I miss my babies. Read more

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A Different Fate

poem by Justin McElveen

She awakens from a dream. Hearing screams. Screams from a love gone wrong. A woman lost inside her own head that is past gone. As she wakes As she awakens. Outside the birds sing. They don’t care about the pain. Outside ... Read more

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Hope

poem by Justin McElveen

“Hope” There’s hope. Hope I find most in madness It speaks to me most, that is why. When I hear madmen speak, I’m at home. It’s a familiar stench and warmth It brings me closest to the light. Be thankful for ma... Read more

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CHANGES...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"My life has changed, in so many different ways... as I look back to those very early innocent days. I had so much fun playing out...in that battered old street.. where kids had to be agile...and quick on their feet.. My earliest ... Read more

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Violet violins

poem by Alice inwonderland

A little lion lay by the water. Waiting. His shadow drizzled in the waters face. A little deer lay by the water. Waiting. Her shadow hid in the lions embrace. Violet violins, the sound of lavendar bells. The lion stays still in the de... Read more

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Longing for your ...

poem by Alice inwonderland

I wish I knew how my hand felt in yours... When it's cold, does it give you warmth? I hold my own, but feel nothing. My own hand is useless to me. Your hand, I long for, To hold me tight, To make my own hand feel like it belongs... Read more

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A Blooming Flower

poem by Seymour Wilsfarrow

The flowers start to bloom this time of year An occasion for the rise of Spring The time to grow, to love The flower shows us a beauty that we thrive for in ourselves But as time goes on the flower wilts The beauty fades, the lov... Read more

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No Matter What

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

She was crying out trying to reach her friend But she was running off the deep end Her head in the clouds chasing men She watched her friend spiral so bad She tried to help but it made her mad So she stepped back and remov... Read more

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The woman hiding ...

poem by Gemma Marsh

That lady who covers her face with her hair , As she notices your new bundle in your pushchair, “What is she doing ?” You think in your head No knowledge that her baby is dead, As you walk past a pain fills her ... Read more

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H E R

poem by Andrew Dietrich

She can finally look me in the face She can finally look me in the face So much harsh judgement misplaced I don't see the hate when I see her face She can finally look me in the face She can finally look me in the face ch... Read more

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Screaming

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Screaming why at the world Screaming everyday WHY WHY WHY When I'm not hearing the monitors I'm hearing my screams My tears falling Losing my voice Still whispering Why Read more

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In that room

poem by Andrew Dietrich

When can I go back to that room? How soon? My son he karate kicks now His mom roars instead of meows How long How soon Read more

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Honesty

poem by Andrew Dietrich

Honesty since the beginning of us Would have been the savior of us Honesty.... can still be the savior What the fuck happened? So many tongue ties So many lies Why can't we just have trust By looking in our dark shaded ...bro... Read more

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What if

poem by Andrew Dietrich

What if? My plans always involved him and you My family torn apart my heart in two My plans always involved him and you I was always down for a d.a.d number two This is all wrong. We were supposed to go home We were supposed t... Read more

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Denial

poem by Andrew Dietrich

Maybe I need to wake up I'm still in denial Typing in your number but I can't dial I thought we were going home Those 4 walls I wanted someone to talk to us alone I wanted to do peoms on a picnic That was supposed to be our d... Read more

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Torn

poem by Andrew Dietrich

We planned for you to be born From my arms torn I planned that ring And now I feel like a used up thing I thought the whole day with you son Just two hours guess its better than one In reality I don't know what time you have lef... Read more