Can you see me?

Can you see me? A Poem by Coyote PoetryAll of us need to feel needed and wanted.                                Can you see me?…. 1600 mile to Dallas, seemed like a million miles. I’m so alone.… Continue reading

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Love conquered all…

Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all…. Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace andthe long dances… Continue reading

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Please tell me a story…

Please tell me a story… Lovely lady watching the sun rising from the east. Her wandering mind is dancing upon yesterdays deeds and today possibilities. I asked her. Pretty woman, please wrap your… Continue reading

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Tempo scaduto (Ita – Fr – Eng – Esp)

Originally posted on marcellocomitini:
Edvard Munch In inverno le città sbiancate dal gelosono cadaveri seppelliti nella nebbia.Lungo le strade lastricate di nuvole grigieuomini simili a raggi di sole al tramontoguardano il cielo di…

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If you go away…

 If you go away…. Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station… Continue reading

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Lullaby..

 Lullaby Did we lie? Did we love? Did we forget? ——————————————————– Once love inferno, became water down love. Our warm bed, became cold. ———————————————————- I sang lullaby of forever once upon a time,… Continue reading

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Lê Vĩnh Tài | AN EPIC ODE OF SAIGON IN LOCKDOWN – BÀI TRƯỜNG CA NHỮNG NGÀY SÀI GÒN PHONG TỎA…

Amazing poetry shared. Please read the amazing poetry on this site.

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Time’s Dance

Originally posted on The Homeless Poet:
Time Dances Creating Destroying Meditate now The passion is Gone

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Last chance saloon…

 Last chance saloon… I was the Monday night closer manager at the Purgatory Inn. I was counting the money and a pretty lady was waiting for me. I watched her roll her cigarette… Continue reading

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Johnny Cash Sunday. —She used to love me a lot.

She used to love me a lot… I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading

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