Submissions by AlisVolatPropriis8
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Experiences as well.
The winter season.
Raining my wind
Raining my window
Frozen sun
Underneath the
Cloud.
His children are
Playing with folks
Toast of happiness is
Folklore.
Raining my window
Frozen sun
Underneath the
Cloud.
His children are
Playing with folks
Toast of happiness is
Folklore.
#FreeVerse
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The injury.
She lurks
As shadow
And finds
My grave.
As shadow
And finds
My grave.
#art
#reading
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The bound black.
If I don't write
There will pain
In silence.
There will pain
In silence.
#Christian
#devil
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Riya.
You aren't like a green
Leaf in an autumn
Morning.
Leaf in an autumn
Morning.
#love
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The travel.
Winter in rain
Fills pen with pain.
Fills pen with pain.
#witches
#mermaids
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The same.
Tommy
Tomorrow there
Will spring and break
A new life.
Tomorrow there
Will spring and break
A new life.
#sky
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The house and hospital.
She eats
And cuts a goat.
Rests at knights arm.
And cuts a goat.
Rests at knights arm.
#MentalHealth
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A tale of three crows.
I raise
You bow
He perches.
The Rapunzel falls stillness in the water.
You bow
He perches.
The Rapunzel falls stillness in the water.
#coffee
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The carefree Days.
The day is sunny and hot
As the frozen night falls
upon the
Leaves of trees
And traffic is all ready to
All the seasons celebration
In the midst of the gren
Is ready to move the town
For the learn little light like the
Yellow tales of happiness in
The years paper so cold and frozen
On the night falls black.
As the frozen night falls
upon the
Leaves of trees
And traffic is all ready to
All the seasons celebration
In the midst of the gren
Is ready to move the town
For the learn little light like the
Yellow tales of happiness in
The years paper so cold and frozen
On the night falls black.
#LifeAsAWriter
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The Muse.
She waits the earth warmth
That her soul is looking for
My morning paper work and
Long evenings in the yellow
Typical day of school
Because she reasons to lie
.
That her soul is looking for
My morning paper work and
Long evenings in the yellow
Typical day of school
Because she reasons to lie
.
#happiness
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The middle class.
She sits narrow in the lane
Watching butterfly with khichdi
Tasting yellow years of harvest
The man across the work
Of labour
He sits with his children
Chasing the castle nuts
And bits teaching them young.
Watching butterfly with khichdi
Tasting yellow years of harvest
The man across the work
Of labour
He sits with his children
Chasing the castle nuts
And bits teaching them young.
#mother
#father
#sister
#parent
#childhood
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The night.
The train about station
Yet no not ones in the
Middle of school schedule she
Brings tea and work
For the plain plant
Onto the same time
As your wife
Is travelling a new
Town tomorrow a
Meeting at the
Avenue station she sits
Waits for the train
Carrying a bag of odd papers.
Yet no not ones in the
Middle of school schedule she
Brings tea and work
For the plain plant
Onto the same time
As your wife
Is travelling a new
Town tomorrow a
Meeting at the
Avenue station she sits
Waits for the train
Carrying a bag of odd papers.
#flowers
#nature
#LifeCycle
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