We Won't Meet

ever again - a poem

We Met Again

a poem

WE met again, and
yes, I know,
it was a dream, again.

Poetry | Life | Soul

Whispers of the Soul

Existence

“Hello Daddy” - The Call

a poem

That night

Poetry, Gideon 6ix, iPoetry

State of Existence

A Poem by Gideon 6ix

Scars — Art Turned To Affliction

Scars are not defects. They are marks of survival and triumph.

Poetry | Life | Hope

Glimmers in the Shadows

Embrace hope

POETRY

Alone, We are Soul

We Are Experience Machines

What are souls…

Phantom Lovers Play Silent Jazz

I wish I could tattoo your smell on my palms
 I can only remember it now and it’s cold
 I want it warm…

A Friend Indeed

A welcome addition to my life