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honeydue
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PeakD
Can I tell you a secret?
I like too much to play. I'm drawn to the game, and when I snag myself on errant look, I can't resist. I want so much, and like knowing I...
honeydue
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27 days ago
PeakD
Heaving of the core
This is writing just to say, I've left my keys behind the kitchen calendar. You won't notice them for the fat hanging of days, but you m...
honeydue
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PeakD
Dolled Up
You're not going out like that, are you? Sweats that looked good enough to dance in, suddenly look inappropriate now. It's just across th...
honeydue
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last month
PeakD
Moments
I was taking my walk. Lost my eyes in bright sun, my empty casserole clanking softly inside my bag. It puts life things in focus, when th...
seesladen
434.82
2 months ago
PeakD
Her Val Gift - The Diary Piece I Never Wrote
Dear Diary... Today I deviate a bit from the norm. I have been asked by a friend whom I hold dear, to do a piece for her. Due to the nat...
seesladen
434.82
2 months ago
PeakD
Dear Diary...
Image by Pexels from Pixabay I will carve sentences, be it in stolen breath, I will write these words, even at the edge of death.. And ...
akumagai
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3 months ago
Hive.Blog
A Sea Of People Worshipping - A Poetic Practice
A constant buzz of moving large and small objects in a blur fades into the distance when a gaze fails to focusespecially after hearing al...
honeydue
10.3 K
3 months ago
PeakD
DaylightLover
He thinks of her, still. The box-dye hair that reeked of crushed aspirin, filled him with equal parts longing and dread. He'd met her whe...
honeydue
10.3 K
4 months ago
PeakD
ghosts that don't know what to do with themselves
It feels like I've been talking with you so very long, the neighbors must've gone to sleep by now. And I've given you faces, but I've ha...
dunstuff
318.88
5 months ago
5 am thoughts
we used to laugh together now we cry alone the halls still echo with your laughter your not dead just gone home like E.T. but the phones ...
akumagai
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5 months ago
Hive.Blog
When alone - A Poetic Practice
The stars are shining down on me as i gulp at the golden liquid getting my conscious into some abyss a pit just within reach all the time...
dunstuff
318.88
5 months ago
this too shall pass
in the darkness she grips me close the inner demons causing woes she trembles, shivers all i can do is hold her hand for she is not here ...
honeydue
10.3 K
5 months ago
PeakD
have you lost who you were...?
Do your hands maybe shake, and you don't know what for? You could use a deal. Yeah well, so could I. We each wanna be picked up, but neve...
akumagai
1.7 K
5 months ago
Hive.Blog
A tale of two thoughts - A Poetic Practice
Pigs Stuffing your faces With food yuppie scooped like feaces Reviews are gold They never get old Unless they are sold The superficial Fe...
honeydue
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5 months ago
PeakD
Temptress
Accustomed she was to the longing gaze of men. They'd been undressing her with greedy eyes since she was fifteen. Her breasts not fully g...
akumagai
1.7 K
6 months ago
Hive.Blog
A Steady Point Ahead - A Poetic Practice
Sometimes there is a need for a simple life where all things just fit into place even when you are at that stage where you feel the strif...
akumagai
1.7 K
6 months ago
Hive.Blog
A Reflection Of Time - A Poetic Practice
As i state out of the Cafe with my finished cup the rain batters the road noon stop for the past three days the air is cooler and the nig...
honeydue
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6 months ago
PeakD
My phone screen looks the same every day.
Sometimes I'm afraid to look at people in case they remind me what a mess I am. But lately, the light's been helping me play tricks on t...
nevies
2.1 K
6 months ago
Day 13 of the 100 Word Horror Story Challenge: Hurricane Milton
[lil art made by me] Hurricane Milton Chaos is an opportunity. Hurricane Milton advances and everyone on it's path evacuated. Huge chaos...
nevies
2.1 K
6 months ago
Day 12 of the 100 Word Horror Story Challenge: Post Anonymously
Post Anonymously Ibrahim the atheist had the most riling thing to say about Islam, and there was no better place to say it than some hug...
akumagai
1.7 K
7 months ago
Hive.Blog
Sending out bait - A Poetic Practice
Feels so right Just not too tight Never in sight Dark at night Open and shut Any way but Sharp poking cut Inside the hut Tracing fingers ...
livingword
6.69
7 months ago
The Fallout
https://img.inleo.io/DQmUsoGnk59o3nF3NfMZzTy8kSoF4SJHpPX2NED43U3gYFR/man-2933991_1280.jpg pixabay There was no way the man and his wife c...
corvidae
8.9 K
7 months ago
PeakD
What am I?
What am I? A composition of atoms and molecules, cells and light, wrapped in a sack of skin and fuzz? Homo sapiens sapiens at its evolut...
akumagai
1.7 K
8 months ago
Hive.Blog
A Dirty Mime - A Poetic Practice
Turbulent times being about unmistakable rhymes of riddles and dimes all for the benefit of your minds times. No easy task as you think b...
eyesthewriter
58.45
8 months ago
What if
What if I dont make it like I think I would, What if tomorrow falls like a rolling stone down the valley and nothing seems to stop it. Wh...
itz.inno
120.16
8 months ago
Actifit
an ode to the moon : August 20 2024
it was a full moon if you couldn't tell, this picture is the best i could do to capture that bright light up there. i guess i should be ...
stuartcturnbull
653.04
8 months ago
Life in 1942
I lived my life in nineteen forty-two, between the air-raids and the rations, waiting for when you returned and held me close, a forgott...
creatr
1.4 K
9 months ago
PeakD
Silly Syllable Sequence #Seven
“The safe time to invest is when there is blood in the streets.” - Mark Mobius... Do you like wordplay?🤔🧐😀 I really enjoy the challen...
akumagai
1.7 K
9 months ago
Hive.Blog
This is what it means to be screwed in the head - A Poetic Practice
That up and down roller coaster ride off life oh Mr l my god why have i forsaken myself in enjoying life with reckless abandonment. I've ...
akumagai
1.7 K
9 months ago
Hive.Blog
Left to Ponder - A Poetic Practice
The heart knows it's lonely self by beating in irregular beats extending to the outer limbs bringing nothing but loneliness wishing they ...