Poem by me

peom by me life is like an ocean you are my life, my preserver you keep me barely above the water without you i'd surely drown

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Poem

#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.

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Dream Of Life

#2 of peoms all is but an illusion. through the mist, all you go! don't look back, but onward go. explore it all; enjoy it whole. love your life, no matter the throw. feel the flow; cherish it more! further with force.

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Wolves Under Moon

#1 of peoms burst of emotions gathered for the past few days.. dreams have slid, winds have blown. cats were meowing, wolves did woof. all the time have passed in toot. open eyes and look outside. feel the power of thee heart.

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Ugly

It's short i know but vote if you like it and if you want more peoms please comment

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City of Love and Hope

A nice peom of sort's that i wrote, please let me know what you think! thanx! if we are left in a city without hope, what hope is left to dream for?

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A Light in the Dark

#3 of poetry a short peom about that life is indeed hard but there will be lights in the dark no matter how small life is hard and cruel an unbreakable rule your end will come stopping your drum no matter the menace and harm the death you must disarm

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A final meeting

peom on the infamous death. i find it interesting we give him humaniod form, seeing how it has been around long before humans. perhaps it is to humanize death, so that we can feel as we can better understand it.

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Sadness

Sadness It comes in waves. It ebbs to the point you think you can move on again, and then without warning it crashes down on you with even greater strength than before. It snickers and laughs, as It drags you down into the cold and lifeless...

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A lover's Bliss

A Lovers Bliss By: Rayn Kusa This is to my beloved mate Rex Softpaw A heart once broken and shattered left to face the harshness of his journey alone. Now in my mate's arms I cant help but cry a little in joy as it seems the sun is shining...

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This is my Fight

This is my Fight Knocked down, thrown away, cast out, lost to the wind, for this is not way things shall be. I grasp the cliff of uncertainty my body throbbing from the journey. But for you I refuse to fall and be taken down. So those who...

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