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- Column: In me, is there a Wanderer? at allpoetry
This is the dream that causes my existence to ache, for I am too attached to carry this out. This is the dream of a wanderer caught in the net of urban systems and institutions, willing to succumb to see a few smiles and a beg a few hugs. Is it all worth - Loner in Paradise at allpoetry
Aesthetics of a fine art, blooms in a personal eye. - T(w)oo Seas Apart at allpoetry
For Ron, one of my most favourite people.
- Time at allpoetry
- The New Song at allpoetry
If the fairies could sing, the elves would dance, - The Spider Swing at allpoetry
Written for AP class on Abstract Writing (Teacher: B Chandler) - The Invisible Poem in My Head at allpoetry
I woke up this morning and made myself coffee. I wanted something to read. In all honesty, I feared Allpoetry random poem chooser will land me with a terrible attempt at poetry. So, I prayed as I logged on for some brillia - Footwear at allpoetry
Slippers - Night time at allpoetry
World below my feet - Face at allpoetry
Free Write - Foxed out at allpoetry
Bosses and all those telling us right things - Spirits..who? at allpoetry
Seven black hands and thirteen eyes - New at allpoetry
Red little dreams, the shrub catches, - Tragedy at allpoetry
Puffing clouds pass a mountain, Perched in a bamboo boat, - Run away at allpoetry
A night of lights, Fell on my head. - City at allpoetry
A river flows outside my room, I bathe in it every morning, - Somewhere ahead at allpoetry
. - Places inside my head at allpoetry
Sit up! We're going somewhere, You've got only me to bear, - Picnic at allpoetry
The blankets fell in the leaves, / Next to trunks on which bugs / Crawled the length of green, / Blank ants hid undercover / Rugged barks peeling off this season. / Eight hands busy - She sings... at allpoetry
The curtain hugs the sill, / Five petals sleep on the wood, / Eyes trace the path of metalwork, / Where rain slips from the clouds, / To puddles th - Back to School at allpoetry
New little thoughts, / a hundred smiles / on known and / unknown faces… / swinging through / doors to rooms, / walls that trap / me and you… / Dazzling time / drowning in a te - I am found at allpoetry
for the picture in the contest - Shh..... at allpoetry
- On my toes at allpoetry
I am almost done with school and will soon leave this coastal town to a inner city. But this song shall be with me. option 2 like a reco - A Loner Makes Sense at allpoetry
on Bukowski and my connection to his poetry... - Wheel at allpoetry
Two little purple flowers on my lawn
My pink frock traced the grass - Born! at allpoetry
Spring! - 1947 - 2007:::: India? at allpoetry
Just a single triveni. - Realized... at allpoetry
Short poem on realizing truth. Trying the second option in the contest too.
