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Words are spoken softly to one another,
The sun peeks in through the window.
I confess I do not know my lover - 
Her lover I am not, simply in limbo

I walk a tightrope between love and hate. 127 more words
Poems

Migrated Culture - Nassy Fesharaki

In me there is something like blood
I brought in my heart after the flood
Next visit I searched, was not found
Sample of what I know deepen fond… 31 more words

Poem

SECRET FLAME

In the wilderness, we may feel there is no light at all. But inside us all, there is a secret flame:

Inside
A secret flame… 29 more words

SECRET FLAME

Inside
A secret flame
Burns strong even when dark
It lights my path, illuminates,
I walk
In light
Not brilliant but just enough
To keep me holding on
This, my secret
Burn on

Poems

Pop And Culture - Lawrence S. Pertillar

Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There’s a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop. 197 more words

Poem

solstice

solstice

i begin again

that first moment

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drawing courtesy sarah western

Poems

What I Look Like Now

I looked like nothing,

nothing compared to who

I’ve become now;

a lump of self-doubt,

rolled in the fat

of yesterday’s icing-

sickly, biting down on… 23 more words