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Unforgiving Truths
Note: This are some original poems by Ruby Red. I have selected them from my current work, an anthology of about 48 pages of poetry. I think I'll be giving you some snippets more often now! Enjoy! :)
Short-Stick Puller
It's easy to sit on top of the castle and Whine About the weather. It's easy to comb long, locks untouched by The day's ruthless work and
Silver Serpent BooksPublished 8 months ago in PoetsFor All Us Bluey Lovers
I wish I could live in the world of Bluey for real life Adulting is too trifficult I don’t want another life lesson I just want ice cream
Rosie J. SargentPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe Puzzle of Life
The puzzle of life is a mystery yet to be solved. A great vortex of infinite psalms the more will be resolved. No one knows why it exists under the weight of the world. I see the world through different eyes.I dive into the depths, where happiness and sorrow collide. Searching for a way to get me out of my mind
Tracie SperlingPublished 8 months ago in PoetsYearning Beyond the Lecture Halls
In hallowed halls where studies bind, A college girl with a thoughtful mind, She dreams beyond these classroom walls, Her heart's desires, her soul enthralls.
No Light
I turned the lights out because I only have room for darkness I wish I was numb But the sorrow demands to be felt Just when I have forgiven myself
Nostalgia
Tears begin to flow as the nostalgia hits. Thinking of what used to be. Dreaming of what could've been. Life goes on whether we like it or not.
Jasmine HarrisPublished 8 months ago in PoetsStardust Dreams and Achievement's Gleam
In dreams, we find our wings to fly, A canvas where hopes touch the sky, A whisper in the heart's deep song, A journey where we all belong.
Enchanted Whispers
In twilight's tender embrace we meet, Where stars above and hearts entwine, A symphony of emotions sweet, In whispered words, your love is mine.
Poetry
Bigotry, you reduce commitment to small-mindedness. Symmetry, not akin to primitivity, Your sublime and gentle forms Make me think of the Vitruvian Man and Christmas.
SILENCE
Silence is.. all around..all around...all around me Silence is.. all around..all around..all around me now I cant hear.. a single sound.
Brenda BertucciPublished 8 months ago in PoetsDays have passed
Days have passed like voices, the useful voices through the air when it fills. Too many days have passed to which I speak short circuit.