Inspirational Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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inspirational published by members recently online poems.
The Light
I allowed you to take liberties
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#sadness
#support
90 reads
17 Comments
The Light
I allowed you to take liberties
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#sadness
#support
90 reads
17 Comments
The Light
I allowed you to take liberties
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#sadness
#support
90 reads
17 Comments
The Light
I allowed you to take liberties
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#sadness
#support
90 reads
17 Comments
The Light
I allowed you to take liberties
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
For your own comfortability
As I realize what I had seen
Was someone,who is in between.
Between, this world and the next,
Clawing my way out with “life” nets.
I refuse to receive a scar
Because my body has enough of its own
I do not need to see more of who you are
Because my soul is my own
Reveling in your debauchery
Revealing the conspiracy
Not seeing what I see
Not accepting the words that flows freely
I must be the understanding one
I must...
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#sadness
#support
90 reads
17 Comments
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Fish love toothy smiles.
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
#inspirational
#meditation
#TruthOfLife
99 reads
14 Comments
Pay Per(Version)
Fish love toothy smiles.
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
#inspirational
#meditation
#TruthOfLife
99 reads
14 Comments
Pay Per(Version)
Fish love toothy smiles.
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
#inspirational
#meditation
#TruthOfLife
99 reads
14 Comments
Love Untitled
Fuck poetry!... what’s the point?
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
577 reads
10 Comments
Love Untitled
Fuck poetry!... what’s the point?
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
577 reads
10 Comments
Love Untitled
Fuck poetry!... what’s the point?
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
577 reads
10 Comments
Love Untitled
Fuck poetry!... what’s the point?
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
Impotent ink inadequately filling flimsy filament
poorly-put prose poured out in pixilated impressions.
Let’s burn it all.
Only in the remains will we find the love we endeavor to ink
the love written within the rage-filled rantings of wrath
flouted in flowery rhymes intended to (un)flower the sometimes (un)suspect
the love delineated line-by-line by the daft using non-descript descriptors
handed out haphazardly in hallucinogenic harangues
scribbled then discarded in the...
#love
#inspirational
#spiritual
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
577 reads
10 Comments
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