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Poetry is for those who are in love with words. Where words are pushed to their breaking point and are transformed into pure emotion.

Featured Poetry

I want to go (6 July 2008) (Culture)
by Playshis (aka Plattious the poet)
I tried so hard to stay strong and I tried to carry on, I tried so hard to stay solid even though I was torn. I tried so hard to fight the tears and to fight my fears, I tried so hard to give my...


Melancholy II (Culture)
by so! poetic
At the dawn of early morn As soon as she was born, Above the sky the sun shone To bid her welcome into the world all alone. Some time afore the midday, The sun never hid and it bade her...


A wild animal (Culture)
by Bilal Hamamra, Palestine
When I a glass of wine have, Childhood like a wild animal rises up That on my sick reason feeds Reason that was by a serpent stung But, the fruits of this garden I often sip


Hope, wish (Culture)
by Bilal Hamamra
To rest in the lap of happiness, Man struggles on. It is the noblest end we pin hope on. Blind hope our spirit with strength supplies. Our sick hope on light and pleasure wishes to lie....


Gold (Culture)
by Rob
A group of monks in far away Tibet, the story's told, Each day made themselves ready Buddha's likeness to behold. It was the one possession they most treasured in this life, For it was finely...


The pounding (Human Rights)
by anambets
1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi 4… It’s almost like a game; hide and seek. Only, there’s no place to hide and no place to seek. It’s all still a blur to me: The pounding, the...


Tales of possible sanity (Culture)
by kate mckee simmons, United States
Back then I would pray before bed. I asked God to make the closet door stop staring at me. When it stood open a sliver I would tremble from the fear of what I couldn't see. I believed the...


The Wanderer (Culture)
by NESTA, Dominica
I go through the day: Highs and lows, ups and downs, From one position to another, Breeze and currents all together. As dust traveling, as the sands of time I drift with no end in sight....


My Africa (Culture)
by JESUTOFUNMI JESUGBAMILA. ADEDAMOLA, Nigeria
Africa, oh Africa, Our profound civilization. Where did it go? Has it been eaten up Alongside colonialism, Or was it butchered Right from the slave trade days? Our civilization was...


His eyes (Human Rights)
by Yasir Hayat Khan, Pakistan
His eyes asked me questions, the answers to which I didn't know. That look had many notions: Abominable life, empty and hollow. Why am I working When the other kids are going to school,...


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