Free Verse Poems | Free Verse Examples

Put my life away You don’t need this life Watching you from the dark Lost your desire No. It was mine You. Was a desire I respect life Put my life Away Fill Bye ...

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Not sure when it started at 6 staying out of a brutally violent household taking to the unforgiving streets. The streets became my teacher and family albeit dangerous life lessons learned from a merciless source. Spiritual and corporal sorrow from father’s beatings, his cruel degradation too much to bear, as everyone stood by watching me bleed. At 13, befriending teens from troubled homes,...

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with-'in tell-all gents' comes a 'lodged-hic' that is 'nay-too sure-all' with respect 'survive-all' len ...

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Length of days begins to wane, twilight quickens and moonlight obeys the seasonal call of nature. The time is half past summer, two months till fall and the warm splayed fingers of sunlight's heat are reaching for the zenith of their time to reign. Soon, night will darken earlier; stars appear brighter, and autumn's crisping days will wither crimson...

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Don’t do Don’t do it, it's painful Don’t do it, it’s a mistake Don’t do it, may I ask you? Please, stop you I love you Don’t do it, or finish it Don’t do it, kill me, over me Do on, do it, let me leave Please, be you I love you Loved you An honest love Still loving you Passed on Don’t do Love can’t be on ...

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Why is Sumner such a short time, just getting started then running into half past summer. July seems to be the half way mark, August is almost here. August will turn into September then into October, then fall will be here. Fall with cooler days, a pretty carpet of colorful leaves covering the ground....

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Like Merlin, we graze At thoughts limitless, Benign souls scribbling, Keyboards inspired, Or so it seems, Faith doubts and believes, Love's days dreaming, Stars, the moon, our muse, Makes our happy hearts, Okay poets!...

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Don't love me, Please don't touch me (I am poisoned) But Let me run barefoot through the morning Dew, and caress the Vines, when they bloom, Let me Get drunk with the rays of the day, And I'll make you sleep like a bird in its nest, For you, I will hold ...

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Citizens, weapons practice, Refugeees, seeking homes, Think globally, guys, Evolving ceasefires---grand....

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she does not walk— she ignites. in the dark cathedral of ash and echoes, she spins, a silhouette carved from the mouth of a flame, hips swaying like the last breath of a phoenix. her dress— not cloth, but the wind of burning wings, each thread crackling with a story that refused to be extinguished. arms flung skyward— not surrender, but invocation. the fire does not consume her. it...

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My village around the borderland, estranged Mountain from the other side, rejoiced within gray shaded area to bloom Echoed the echo of the midnight hymn, darkened a shade, deeper fill in xanthosis, lasted beyond the yonder valley o'er the meadow, fall color blossomed then. Echoed a sound lasted, I heard, an echoed a sound lasted Eavesdrop and a try...

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Citizens, weapons practice, Refugees, seeking homes, Think globally, guys, Evolving ceasefires--grand....

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Michigan is the best place to wear a sun hat. As flowers floating around stick to the brim. A park bench with a big tree provides even more shade. So we surrender to the coolness. Michigan is the best place to wear sandals. To protect your feet from the little stones. Try to walk barefoot...

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When I was a kid, I only knew the sea from a distance— from the deck of a ship, sailing from Manila to Bacolod. I’d lean against the railings, watching the water stretch limitless, wondering what it felt like to touch. It wasn’t until high school that I finally stepped into it. Waves around my legs, sand between my toes. And just like that, I fell in...

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Your kisses were like honey as I tasted them on the street late at night your embraces were like a silk scarf....

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