Imagine
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
Unknown Source
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Daily Cycle | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Only Lies | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Running Wild | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Just When | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Tainted Memories | 4 | 11/21/2008 |
| Never Ending | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Convalescent Thoughts | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Child's Dream | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Thought Process | 2 | 11/21/2008 |
| Too Much Space | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| When You Fall | 1 | 11/21/2008 |
| Confusion of Clarity | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Imagine | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| L.O.V.E. | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Watering the Flame I | 0 | 11/21/2008 |
| Watering the Flame II | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
| Now I'm Gone | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
| Looking | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
| Soulful Depths | 2 | 11/20/2008 |
| Bed of Roses | 1 | 11/20/2008 |
| Night Angel | 0 | 11/20/2008 |
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.