#4 of poems
what if we could text the dead?
send a message about our day
no talking to names, just messages instead
but do you know what you would say?
poem
Poem, Poetry
Something for some people i geuss
my poems are my own creations some has dragons,dark side,lust etc if your interested about my poems please comment below :) so i can posted them.
Poem, Writeing
A poem that popped into existence during a depressed funk.
a poem born of depressed boredom.
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the darkness always comes,
it's call to me so strong.
and when it does
i dance about,
for i know that i belong.
Poem, darkness
#5 of poems
what am i to you?
someone new to conquer?
a story to tell your friends and future lover?
what am i to you?
something used to throw away?
something too broken to find value in?
poem
Poem, Poetry
#6 of poems
and... one last poem tonight. more sweet love. short and to the point.
touch me more like that, it makes me feel loved.
it reminds me of the real. i'm learning to reject the fake.
so keep touching me.
Love, Poem, TOUCH, wholesome
#6 of poems
poem
sometimes, i wonder
would things be different?
if i acted "gayer"
sometimes, i ponder
would things change?
if i wore my sexuality louder
sometimes, i think
would i feel less lonely?
Poem, Poetry
#1 of poems
some poems that i wrote. hope you guys like them!
Clean, Poem, Rhyme
#2 of poems
my first peom ever on this site
poem part one
a warm summer wind caress my body. and i am free to walk as what i was meant to be. not human but as a wolf. four legs instead of two. fur instead of skin. i am free.
Poetry, Wolves
#2 of hand poems
this is the second of the hand poems. (tanka 5-7-5-7-7)
**it was in that hand**
**where all the fear left my soul,**
**where i felt at home,**
**where i found the peace to sleep,**
**where i found a true angel.**
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Clean, Love, Poem, Poetry, Tanka
If you like these, send me a message and tell me what you'd like me to write a poem on for you. i do this for fun not for money. and you choose the topic and type of poem!
Nature, Night, Poem, haiku, spanish
Not stay
who left me with nothing to gain
i must be sick
poem
Poem, Poetry