This has made me really very sad that this is closing down. It really does violate our constitutional rights in expressing ourselves. People should get lawyers to make this a...
I'm going to miss the poetry on EP :(
My dear friend
It's regarding the girl who loves tea , her world was full of books , as sugar and spice she has all those thoughts , some are light as air and some are as deep as...
afraid i'll spend my life throwing sheets over beds
trying to make the silhouette you left
on the right side of the mattress disappear
i still see your smile every day i lie...
Hey dear reader; All my poems and stories are now at therepurposedmale.blogspot.com
by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were -- I have not seen
As others saw -- I could not bring
My passions from a common...
I bargain with time as I sit here watching a man walk by. Who is he? And was it destiny for me to see him look wistfully at a wall which contained behind it a house so beautiful...
How would you know
If you stay behind your shadow
As children do when they meet a stranger
How would you know
If you close your eyes to the beauties
This world has to offer
I'll never find anyone who made me feel like you did. Again.
I'll never love so deep and raw. Again.
I'll always be searching for you again and. Again.
I'll never kiss the way we...
I recall the springtime evenings
And the long hot summer days
Now it always feels like winter
Since the parting of our ways
Time used to pass so quickly
Now the nights go slowly by...
Odd and very sudden
This new immense burden
Laden with passion
Hastening to care
It's new yet so crude
These devouring thoughts of you.
I'm not one to stoop.
To feelings so...
I am in love. And if it weren't for him, I might honestly have drank myself to death by now or found myself in an inescapable and bad lifestyle.
He is my light and I am so...
-Caught in Bad Thought-
I've fallen quite deep into space.
It's freezing cold so I fly higher,
After gazing upon planets I admire.
Such a foreign, yet familiar place.
What if I...
A short poem I found online. I believe it has much meaning towards how women should portray themselves.
Women with class use their brains, not their ***. XD
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this song is made as campaign song ''stop abuse''
this is cover song,still beautiful in a differently way.
i am also abuse survivor and this makes me cry and encouraged me always...
the heart is a complicated thing
it believes lies
when the brain knows the truth
it sees the good in everything
no matter how broken
no matter how evil
"Love me little, love me long
Is the burden of my song."
I wrote both of these poems to my moms address so she could read them
Dear mom :
If you rejected me out of your life this time I won't come back or give you another chance mama...
The tears in my eyes are falling down
My face as you read this you'll cry too because it's true in my life
I had try to understand mom
Why you hurt me inside
I'll be writing some poetry I have later on in the day want you share this poems are the past I like to write how I feel
I am not a finished poem, and I am not the song you?ve turned me into. I am a detached human being, making my way in a world that is constantly trying to push me aside, and you who...
Sensitive people are the most genuine and honest people you will ever meet. There is nothing they won?t tell you about themselves if they trust your kindness. However, the moment...
I love all sort of art. Photography, poetry, music, cinema, drawing, etc.🤗
Look at the poem I love it https://youtu.be/2ZcnXjt7Y98
so I am in love with Greek mythology especially poetry I'm a hopeless romantic at heart Betrayed Expectations
I flew to Olympus, to find its heart, armour intact against Hades...
They don?t know I only speak in runaway train stations
and everybody is always a few minutes too late to the platform.
No one has ever gotten the chance to get too close
The growth of my love story had been gradual but my success had always existed and both coupled together formed a deadly combination that was detrimental to our love. I wanted...
This has to be my favorite poem ever!
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
I had realized long ago, that it was over.
And as days passed, I vowed to let go.
After a month, you were still here.
After two, my pain and suffering ruled.
MARINA OF THE ROCKS
You have a taste of tempest on your lips—But where did you wander
All day long in the hard reverie of stone and sea?
An eagle-bearing wind ******** the hills...
Watched a documentary on Edgar Allen Poe... What a tragedy
Two by two
side by side
her and her super hero
but something was stirring up inside her
was it fear?
I don’t need...
Your requiem is my lullaby to sleep,
Broken record always set to repeat
In the painting of my fantasy world,
I'll watch you die by the stroke of my hand
Suffocate you until violet...
feared by all
withering bodies like autumn leaves
crumbling at one touch
age is consuming
like death isn’t enough
nothing is ever...
We feel the pain of those around us,
And, the depths of our own pain as well.
Not just in our thoughts,
Or, our feelings.
But, in our souls.
In our hearts...
I am going to say sorry to any and all creative people out there. And mostly to th poetry writers tonight I am sorry! I know what heart and soul goes into creating form our passion...