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Introspective Poetry

Here are some Introspective poems on Commaful, including titles such as "Hayes."
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Hayes
cicib Gifted Writer
6 years ago
59
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4
Take a Deep Breath

Ode to a Boy
mollykatechapma Bronze Comma
5 years ago
27
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1
Unrequited feelings suck

Wish
franrosenfeld
4 years ago
15
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1
If only I could see the light surrounding me, the essence of a tree, the wisdom of the wind. If only I could find the thread that never binds, the dream that never dies, the whispers of the field.

Loss is this diminishmentT...
bryangewickey
5 years ago
14
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0
A quick poem about loss

milk and honeyi don't know...
matchamochimaya
5 years ago
12
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0
a poem~

Glitter, Grime, and Greas...
everett_jace
5 years ago
3
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0
Tarnished, Tainted, and Tattered

Secret Me
adamwinship
5 years ago
1
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0
Poor little rabbit, filled with dirty habit

ALL SIDES
parz1val
6 years ago
1
0
0
Poem by Slacks of ‘Flowslacks Collective’

Untitled
kichristine
6 years ago
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i have been running for five years; running a race i thought i would never win, one where the finish line kept creeping further and further along toward the horizon, so far that i could have sworn it ...

Hayes
cicib Gifted Writer
6 years ago
59
0
4
Take a Deep Breath

Ode to a Boy
mollykatechapma Bronze Comma
5 years ago
27
0
1
Unrequited feelings suck

Wish
franrosenfeld
4 years ago
15
0
1
If only I could see the light surrounding me, the essence of a tree, the wisdom of the wind. If only I could find the thread that never binds, the dream that never dies, the whispers of the field.

Loss is this diminishmentT...
bryangewickey
5 years ago
14
0
0
A quick poem about loss

milk and honeyi don't know...
matchamochimaya
5 years ago
12
0
0
a poem~

Glitter, Grime, and Greas...
everett_jace
5 years ago
3
0
0
Tarnished, Tainted, and Tattered

Secret Me
adamwinship
5 years ago
1
0
0
Poor little rabbit, filled with dirty habit

ALL SIDES
parz1val
6 years ago
1
0
0
Poem by Slacks of ‘Flowslacks Collective’

Untitled
kichristine
6 years ago
0
0
i have been running for five years; running a race i thought i would never win, one where the finish line kept creeping further and further along toward the horizon, so far that i could have sworn it ...