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Poem #8

By: Grant Guy I am a nowhere I am everywhere I am with you from your first breath to your last I am with for your needs I have no hand to lend I am not your friend I don’t give…

Poem: Couldn’t be your puppet

By: Linda M Crate do you know what a relief it is to be free? probably not as you’ve always been a slave to your own desires and your lusts splintering into the skin of dreamers with your nightmares, but…

Poem: no more than stepping stones

By: Linda M Crate majestic as a unicorn, and every bit as tempermental; i will gore anyone who tries to steal the magic of others because light must come from within you cannot ascertain it from shattering others, splintering them…

Poem: lost moon song

By: Linda M Crate they say those who cannot see magic will never find it perhaps that’s why i’m always lost in a crowded room there’s never anyone who can see me i slip past the crowd like a ghost…

Poem: A volcano

By: Debasis Tripathy Vengeance she seeks. The agony of being dormant, The anxiety, the insult. A breath of fresh air is all she desires. The force from within, The disquietude, the suppression, Pregnant with a wild expectation, She disobeys, she…

Poem: Pair of swans

By: Debasis Tripathy Woven together in thread of life we are, Our nest built in a village of dreams afar. Familiar with each other before birth, We fly along, our feet unoften on Earth, Together we sail, along an undivided…

Poem: Morry and the bear

By: Milt Montague harken to this tale of a friend of a friend……. home from the terror of the war scarred from many wounds almost whole again facing life alone disgusted with civilization it’s wars and politics posturing and outright…