Nia Schexnider


Nia Schexnider Poems

1. To My Love 12/6/2013
2. Mom's Poem 12/6/2013
3. This Is The End 12/10/2013
4. Plagiarism 12/11/2013
5. Untitled 2/19/2014
6. Conscience Dreams 2/19/2014
7. Restrain 2/19/2014
8. The Window 2/21/2014
9. Five Days 3/3/2014
10. The Heater 3/3/2014
11. Lake Michigan 3/3/2014
12. The Way I Used To Love You. 3/3/2014
13. Forget 4/2/2014
14. Temporary 4/15/2014
15. Fight 4/15/2014
16. I'M Fine 4/15/2014
17. Given 4/15/2014
18. Altimatium 4/15/2014
19. Sunset In The Mountians 12/5/2013
20. Poems That Cut 12/5/2013
21. Emotion 12/5/2013
22. Anything But That! 12/5/2013
23. Didn'T You Know? 12/5/2013
24. The Poem's Whisper 12/5/2013
25. Free To Go 12/6/2013
26. Nina, Nia, Mia, Marisa 12/6/2013
27. I Love You, I Love You Too. 4/15/2014
28. Sky, Sea, Wind And Earth 4/15/2014
29. Today 4/15/2014
30. Take A Pamphlet 12/5/2013
31. Deadicated 12/5/2013
32. New Love! 6/1/2015
33. Be Me 12/5/2013
34. Letter From A Part Time Dominatrix 4/15/2014
35. Never Give Up! Never Surrender! 4/15/2014
36. Anger 12/6/2013
37. Forever Dead 12/6/2013
38. A Fake Heart 12/5/2013
39. Caught In Rainy Weather 9/16/2014
40. She Comes And Goes 12/5/2013

Comments about Nia Schexnider

  • Doris Cornago Doris Cornago (12/6/2013 4:16:00 PM)

    Your poem Anger reminded me about my own venom. I can be so exploding full of it - and your poem is a good reminder that anger must be managed and contained. You have a easy and casual way of phrasing your emotions. Never lose this spontaneity.

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Best Poem of Nia Schexnider

The Things You Hold Dear

The things you hold dear,

will disappear.

The those things called sin,

gone in the wind.

Life is a slow motion,

like the waves of the ocean.

Peace comes from understanding that life will change.

New days, new perspectives no longer strange.

Sometimes it's hard to keep going,

When past perspectives keep echoing.

To hold on or to let go?

These are things I do not know.

Read the full of The Things You Hold Dear

Poems That Cut

I read a poem the other day and I thought about the words,

The words, the rhythm, the meter and the rhyme,


The ancient whisper, from an ancient time.

The little girl who made it stop,

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