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Scrawled Poems - Poems about Scrawled

When You Leave, Don't Forget To Turn The Lights Off
... When you leave, turn the lights off— It matters not to me, For I am the last subtraction From the sum of humanity. The stars have blinked their final light, Planets turned to dust, The gala......

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Categories: scrawled, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Spaces Left Behind Left Bare
... You left the chair, but not the room, The silence clings, a flower in bloom. The kettle waits muted, cold and dry, Empty spaces haunt me as I go by. No space is bare, if love stayed there, Y......

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Categories: scrawled, lost love, love,
Form: Lyric



Premium Member Hade's Calling
...She appears like a quiet flow of gentle timeless and pure glowing show from a waterfall of sustenance. Smooth skin, angelic sweet of a gift touching my demonic diary memoirs, frozen in time as......

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Categories: scrawled, angel, longing, love, love
Form: Free verse
Premium Member We Danced at the Gas Station
... This poem is featured on YouTube (The Convergence point with Dr. Ivan Edwards), bringing its words to life through spoken expression. A gas station on the edge of the city, Neon lights buzzin......

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Categories: scrawled, adventure, beauty, dance, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Snow of My Silence A Prisoner’s Lament in Siberia
...In the frostbitten belly of Russia’s spine, Where the stars are mute and the sun won’t shine, A man with chains and a shattered past, Counts the heartbeats that may be his last. He once wore la......

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Categories: scrawled, allah,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Burma-Shave
...They stood like rhymes on fencepost spines with wisdom scrawled in shaving thymes— a roadside gospel, terse and sweet that preached with meter, grit, and heat. Rosemary likes a clean-shave......

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Categories: scrawled, america, childhood, history, humor,
Form: Rhyme
unintended innuendo
...Season of violet grief A day of navy oaths The weather a dim pink hush— ghosts of past, my muse. I accidentally wrote a letter scrawled on pale paper— Guess, my June, what spills forth when......

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Categories: scrawled, for him,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member KINETICISM
... phenomena light vibrant frozen frills of layered energy exhilerating diintegrating dramas pervasive impulsive spheres scrawled quasars consc......

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Categories: scrawled, appreciation,
Form: Ekphrasis
His Palette Retorts
...Sebastian couldn’t live without saving the walls His paint covering over dire messages scrawled All passersby witnessed each canvas restored Reframing dark alleys with hope everm......

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Categories: scrawled, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Lantern Made of Suicide Notes: Suicide by Metaphors
...I. The Hour of Approach The poem I was writing refused to end— it kept writing me. Blood didn't ink these lines— the ink bled me. Each stanza a hidden-hematoma across......

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Categories: scrawled, creation, literature, mental health,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
The Hollow Stage
... ‘All the world ‘s a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts.’ (As You Like it Act 2, Scene 7) (A Son......

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Categories: scrawled, appreciation, life,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Prolegomena Soliloquy - Pt 1
...Tell me, my friend, does infinity not unsettle your reason, or is it a comfort—to believe it meaningless? Look beyond the rust of your disbelief— this isn’t the frostbitten dogma you im......

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Categories: scrawled, beauty, christian, easter, faith,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Tongues Of Fire
...Anger smolders like burning coals; igniting flames, consuming souls. The Gaza Strip is bombed in mass, and hearts shatter like fragile glass. Torrid tongues of fire lick the sky, tasti......

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Categories: scrawled, anger, angst, anxiety, conflict,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Tome of Fate
...In halls of stone where echoes weep.. Beneath the earth, the secrets sleep. A tome of fate, with binding black.. Scrawled in blood.. no turning back. A thousand hands have turned its page.......

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Categories: scrawled, dark, evil, fantasy, fate,
Form: Rhyme
A Name The Wind Knows
...The dresses on the rack were never mine. Their seams whispered secrets I couldn’t keep, stitched for girls who walked like petals in the breeze, who folded themselves small enough to disappear. I......

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Categories: scrawled, 7th grade, anger, anti
Form: Free verse

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