Isaac Newton sat under a tree attentively scrolling Insta with glee an apple fell yonder but all he could ponder was how hot Nick was in that tee
By Matthew J. Fromm12 months ago in Poets
A world set on fire By gilded desire A covetous breath You spent so much time taking away my freedom You forgot to live
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
Herbicides glide on snide remarks As snakes slither in the dark Venom spit from the mouths of the unfit and witless As we witness our destruction
Chapter One: The Joyous Song Each page a tear, a mutter sigh, A story notch in ink so dry, Of love once bright, now fading fast,
By Barine kabari 12 months ago in Poets
I found an old shirt in a dusty drawer, still holding the scent of a time before. Threads worn thin by hands now gone, yet memories stitched where they belong.
By Kamel Saidani12 months ago in Poets
3/30/25 10:08pm Droplets of religion In a blue-stained glass Splitting oranges in the trim Of our bedroom Coats of limerence hanging
By Olivia Dodge12 months ago in Poets
Heavy is the grass that bends All glass breaks in the end Water washes all away The plants return in the light of day As mycelia conquer the hidden depths
Cold, black elixir trickling down my throat Some days it is warm as its cream fills my gut Its energy powers my life Without it
In the abyss of finding a voice that glares through the roof and blinds the pain, Through the seeping crevices of forethought syllables, my stance I pledge to gain.
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Poets
There once was a jockey named Titus Who was a pain in the gluteus maximus He really thought he was “The Man” Because he won every race his horse ran
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Poets
You might feel a sense of remorse If you end up near a water source Since if you don't beware And spy a shy mare You might learn that it's not a horse
By Thavien Yliasterabout a year ago in Poets
