How I Feel Prose Poems

Who did you tell first?
Was your story believed?
That must have been hard for you.

Did you name the priest?
And nobody believed you?
Heartbreaking for you.

What was the...

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this is how  i feel
to you i appeel
you  say you hate me
 you see  
my love for you is heavenly
its in my...

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 Writing is therapy,
medicine for my 
inner child;
my soul.

Past abuses, terrors,
inner monsters,
conquered with a simple pen.

I face demons,
cowards who run away
when enlightenment’s sword swings.
 ...

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She always whispered
Loving words to him
Words which would
Never ever hint
Her pains, her angst, 
Her simmering anger
Her holding back
And, maybe, all her worries
She just wanted to...

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His red hair is almost as on fire as my cheeks when he kisses me.
The smile he flashes me from across the room, can make...

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I hope this poem finds you well and in good spirit. You are in my heart tonight as I write, thinking of you. I hope...

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Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Sitting alone,On a bench that's made for two,
Only one side is...

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AN EASTER PRAYER

Dear Lord,

Protect us from ourselves.
Teach us to be gentle, humble people
who can love and trust our family.
Keep us loyal to each other,
and satisfied...

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The bright-eyed explorer. Raw Umber of a shelf. Thoughts, ideas and a new story every day. Of Fukuyama and Dostoyevsky; the quest for knowledge. The...

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Night Surrender 
	
Conscience jolting back and forth, 
between safety and danger, 
as I try to surrender my mind to the darkness 
and rescue of my...

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The day I heard you had died I had no idea what to feel
I was not happy, I was not sad, I was not numb
I...

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Poetry is my mind  
poetry is my heart

though I'm in chained
in the breast of world; 
but my mind and heart is free,
fully independent 

Yeah;...

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On a sunny afternoon
I sat in my wicker chair
Reading a letter
Posted some three months ago
When winter had just drawn its fangs
And compelled the air 
To...

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tho your far away
my mind i must say
i think of your hug
how we sug
and kiss  all this  i miss
i stiill love you too
say...

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LOVE IS A GLIMPSE

LOVE is a glimpse
into Heaven.
Love is the most
difficult thing
we will ever do;
and the most rewarding

Janet Marie Bingham...

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baby i need your touch
need you so much
oh baby  your from above
i need your tender love
need your kiss
you i miss
baby baby i need this
your...

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event of paradise lost cause of fruits!
oh! this tree of fruits was woman-the knowledge!
maybe; human wanted to know the mystery of God's secrecy!
but God's warning...

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time 
the endless
chaotic as well as silent 
path

I, the wanderer, 
wonderful duet in 
concerned and foolishness
 
get all, 
come with all
but at this bank of...

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the emotion
I need sometime
I can’t I live and dream without this
I don’t find any passion devoid of this
sometime I’m heartbroken,
sometime I’m injured to mentality
excess attention...

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life is flowing river
same stream over all the world
 
small to large and vice versa of it
seen to unseen and vice versa of it
bad to...

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