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Low End Poetry

  • The Watcher

    She always look up in the skyAs she stands on guard each dayHoping to see the angels flyWith their blonde locks, shields and sun charged fiery swor...
  • I'd Rather...

    I am not one for Summer's heatDefinitely more for a winter colder retreatI'd rather be soaking my feetIn a meandering river among pines and firsAnd...
  • Far Far Away

    I should have known from the start That inevitably life wanted us apart I long to see you to hug and to kiss you To stop the time lost If only for ...
  • The Ghost

    I'm moving from wall to wallLike a ghost trappedin a dungeonWhere no one knows Who else is there and what truly goes onWith no windows and just one...
  • A Walk Among My Demons

    I took a walk in a very thick forest I needed a break, I was burned out As I reached a remote barren areaI heard a loud noise and got curiousI want...
  • The Code of Silence

    In the streets and alleysEverybody knows thatMice have ears and rats have a big mouthIf you don't wanna danceWith the manGet a slide with 15 pillsA...
  • Terrarium

    We take, we make We watch it grow then we let go A bit of sun light rain water, then we wait hopelessly for some snow We live with the fear of Wha...
  • Camille The Chameleon

    Camille The ChameleonI don't know how allThe good stories are toldthis one is nothing newBut hopefully for someWill never be too oldIt's about a ch...
  • It's a Good Day

    It's a good day When I wake up And catch a glimpse Of my feminine side It's a good day And it makes me smile It's a good day When someone looks in...
  • Red Feathers

    At every daybreak I stare at our treeIt feels like yesterdayWhen you flew away Wanting to be freeWanting to see the worldFrom high up above sharing...
  • Born On The 24th

    I'm just an old number A meaningless blunderA conversational no wonderI was born too earlyAnd reborn too lateWith this wicked Odd hand of fateI'm a...
  • Winter

    As temperatures drop and the first layers grow, I question whether is it ice or is it snow The wind blows the frozen white rain And I still wonder ...