most romantic poems featuring Existentialism

Here are the top short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts about Existentialism on Commaful, including titles such as "Six AM".

Stories

Six AM
aremdaich Bronze Comma
3 years ago
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Long poem about: Have you ever wondered when did the night end? Have you ever looked around you thinking your life is going sideways? Have you ever just kept on drowning in your self-pity and drugs? I...

How much longer do you thi...
aremdaich Bronze Comma
3 years ago
13
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Short poem about not giving a crap.

monster within
aremdaich Bronze Comma
3 years ago
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Short poem about the struggle with our inner demons

I
ahs8nstories
4 years ago
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How am I supposed to...

Untitled
argonz58
4 years ago
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"IDOLS" : On atheism, skepticism, and the loneliness and madness the pervades the entire universe. argonz58@instagram

Fatality
alternatecosmos Bronze Comma
4 years ago
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Do we ignore mortality because this universe we insist to persist in is headed to a defenite demise?

Drown// i.
parochan
4 years ago
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Part 1 of an attempt at existentialist literature.

Changing Lanes
spikevicious708
4 years ago
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Times are going by so fast we're not the same By: Benjamin J Davila

Longtime gone
spikevicious708
4 years ago
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On the rise By: Benjamin J Davila

Inner Calling to You 2/19/...
xavier101
4 years ago
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Love poem

The Impossible Psyche
leleruski
4 years ago
2
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What are my feelings? I can no longer recall

In a multitude of spaces t...
ghoulpriest
4 years ago
4
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Labyrinth

An everyday thought.A poem...
lil_guz
5 years ago
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I titled this poem An Everyday thought. I think about this everyday. The future is something we think about all the time but we will never truly understand what it really means.

Blood, Glass, and Time
sedehaven Gifted Writer
5 years ago
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Memory lives in a glass cage.

Eventually
birdyisangel Gifted Writer
5 years ago
123
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There are days when the brevity of life is apparent.

In the cold
cheyenne9229
6 years ago
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As the air glides over my chilled Fingertips

The Mandarin Tree
capricollins
6 years ago
21
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A free-verse poem for seasonal depression

Stop
mimiclaire
7 years ago
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Stop, don't say a word. I want to hear you breathe.

Midnight Existentialism
natasha
7 years ago
51
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Do you ever lay in bed with this feeling in the empty cavity of your abdomen Wishing you had fire at your fingertips

XVII
louinspace
7 years ago
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Being kind and soft and gentle sometimes is not enough. Sometimes you want the teeth the blood the speed the booze the kinks the smoke the edge the rocks. And you can have it all. Source: louinspace ...