Cut Through Poems - Poems about Cut Through

...## 1. A morning cloaked in wile and woe arrives, It breathes upon my land and leaves no light, This realm now bound in frost's cold curse, Where hearts are held in icy night. ## 2. The spirit......

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... I had a dream last night. When I looked into the mirror, I was wearing a denim mid-skirt with boots, and a dramatic yellow top with feathers—things I would never wear, least of all on a steaming su......

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...I sat up all night gazing at the lights in the ceiling, there was something in it that gives me greater meaning and a spark in the sky that leads to a different life, caught my attention. It is the s......

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...Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch and I don’t ask for very much but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch I want to see the light of day oh, and can you give me a sleigh and a way to forget yest......

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...I know you wish for a place to be, hidden in the mist, silent as the sea. No fear, no hope, no questions asked. where the nights are not heavy and darkness don't last. could you trade this......

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...They brought them back in the Age of Dust, when crops failed and gods went quiet. With DNA teased from marrow’s crust, they rose--reborn, and violent. In glass-born labs beneath dead cities, t......

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...waiting there were oatmeal cookies on the counter. only three left of the dozen she made just before the pot on the stove moaned, weeping that her coffee was done. dark and bitter, s......

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...Crack kills and that’s no joke! It once killed my pocket broke As my luggage wheel struck the sidewalk crack And my worn-out heel cracked outback! I wibbled-wobbled on a cracked low-pump heel ......

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... Written: April 28, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Sara Jama ******************* When cruelty becomes a badge of honor empathy transforms into an act of defian......

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... A tiny box, a plastic, humble frame, The beeper lived, a servant to its name. No voice it held, no screen of vibrant hue, Just numbers stark, a message passing through. A silent vigil cl......

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...I did not hesitate. My blade, ever true, cut through the air toward his heart. But before it struck, he spoke a word I did not understand. The world twisted as if the very air had been wrung like ......

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... Defiled by being stuffed into a sac so tight, A confinement that suffocates, a desperate plight. Zipped to the end by thy very blood's own right, A violent release, a nightmare of a cathartic......

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...The world doesn’t want me— I feel it in the spaces between words, in the rooms that fall silent when I enter, in the way their eyes cut through me, sharp and indifferent. I exist like an echo no ......

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...Front and Center Needing your guidance Wanting your wisdom and understanding I Stand I Bow I pray The uncertainty I feel A tomorrow I don’t Today being a question Needing your direction I a......

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...A scare lounged deep within the hall, As shadows danced along the wall. A piercing ray cut through the night, Yet filled the air with chilling fright. A whisper stripped the place so bare, But l......

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