Sins kept silent and unsoothed slip out of the darkness sometimes Indoctrinated eyes and ears may ignore testimonies to keep things hidden
By Lily Séjor2 years ago in Poets
Solitude Is Lovely.... Every Now and then. Can wear you down a bit Every day, though.
By James Dorman2 years ago in Poets
Soundlessness Surrounds and fills a Shadowed depth we call the Universe Invisible Infinity's outstretched surrounding what was First Un-iridescent
By Aiden Hale2 years ago in Poets
Softness sounds of stillness when serenity speaks a shadowed Symphony Inaudible introspective inhales to immerse infinity's within the Inner-Self
Life is full of risk But sometimes I really can’t believe some of these people actually exist What is wrong with them
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
No one needs to know What goes on Between the hum and the song We’re all searching for a place to belong Even if sometimes it feels wrong
Sometimes you have to move on To find what you’re looking for Was it in the cabinet? No. The drawer? Oh well I’ll find another one
In the hands of tomorrow To bemoan the existence of what could be, The atrocity of what ifs set its fangs deeper into the present space of serenity.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I've tried my hardest to forget you. Really, I have. I've tried my hardest to forget all about the memories made, just you and me.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Poets
Stains on silence? Words? I think that was Beckett, Letting us know that Every word comes with a cost; Not speaking Can produce its own
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Which is the real me The one they see Or the one I see when you’re looking at me Distorted images in my mind Having never known what I look like to the world
You use your breath to give it life bigger and bigger right in front of your eyes with each new inhale comes a new shape
By Isabella Walker2 years ago in Poets
