crates full of pictures
faces and places not known
yesterday once more
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Newpanther
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crates full of pictures
faces and places not known
yesterday once more
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mlowe5 says: To thine own self, be loved. ONE. PEACE AND LOVED. |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Newpanther
You, On My Mindwhite snow falling on black streets the arrival of spring summer autumn I lay in bed and wonder in the darkness |
With Lustlust social a street hustler on the corner the door left ajar couldn't help myself transfixed |
Rain CheckI promised no one in particular |
Before I Let GoI was gonna sit this one out |
I Think About ThingsI think about great and small I think about right and wrong I think about dark and light I think about young and old |
It Comes For MeI detest the taste of it it's unpleasant aroma set before me not supposed to hate I look it in the eye |
Cleanwas once a poet then survived the rinse cycle writer of poems |
Don't Get The Wrong Ideadon’t get the wrong idea just because you saw me dancing in the street if I happen to ask your daughter to a movie I am celebrating who I am in fact and if you teach m... |
Next Of KinI when they write my obituary J... |
Message In A Bottlethese words might find you it might find you somewhere inside my house it might find you as you weave through cobwebs it might find you somewhere in the backyard it might find you on some internet site and if these words find you th... |