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On Our Original Natives
On Our Original Natives Before borders learned how to cut, before paper decided who belonged, there were people who knew the land by its breath.
By Flower InBlooma day ago in Poets
Everything must come to an End . Content Warning.
From the moment life begins, it has become doomed to death, How long does this entail? No one knows. Only time can tell. Funerals are not for the dead, they're for the living.
By Jen Phillipsa day ago in Poets
room for rage
let it out. . start with the plates: break them. watch them shatter on graffiti-covered concrete. scream. scream until you've shredded your voice, your lungs, your throat to
By Raistlin Allena day ago in Poets
The Thing We Refuse to Admit
The Thing We Refuse to Admit What we choose to carry shapes what survives The most serious thing — The most serious thing
By Flower InBlooma day ago in Poets
I Defame, Therefore You Are
In the bowels of history I defame, therefore you are. _ The footnotes and appendices, as the pages turn and cities are born,
By Paul Stewarta day ago in Poets
𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟
afraid to be me afraid of rejection happiness taught to be unattainable I never knew it though until he sliced with uncanny ability
By Colleen Waltersa day ago in Poets
I Left An "Eye-Glass" In "Kingston", Right Before You Reach The Church - It Was "Multi-Colored", Shaded - (Purple Ornamented)
One day, I had been walking - and this is a true story! A business establishment - I thought, why don't I just spend some time!
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
Maybe It's My Problem Only, I Should Speak To Someone About It - I Should!
I don't have children - they say you must have children! I don't need a child - they say, you must have a child! I have never needed any person, but I understand what happens, " I DO "..
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
PRESENCE OF MIND (spoken over Tonight's Da Night Instrumental- Redman)
Part of the required dues for greatness is sacrifice Victory is first won in the mind and heart will keep you in battles
By Nathaniel Terrella day ago in Poets
Tethered. Content Warning.
fixate on your feed. every indulgence, every prayer knotted. a chewed ball of meat. * chase rest resolve and relief until joy feels nostalgic.
By DJ Nuclear Wintera day ago in Poets
Stained Glass
Groaning plinks Crackling slink Into glass The cutter sinks 🥃🥃🥃🥃🥃 Pop Apart Line up In order Each piece Has a place
By K.B. Silver a day ago in Poets
The cycle of life. Content Warning.
I will always fear when it all goes away, when everything changes. And I must stand tall, stay strong. Life dissolves into nothing more than scraps and pieces,
By Minou J. Lindea day ago in Poets