Empty houses Open browsers Corral us in A prison of not opening up Convincing ourselves we are free If we choose the prison
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I thought I was waiting for you But really I was waiting on myself I thought you were the one worth waiting for Worthy of more
It began with a dream— a clear ocean flowing around the edges of my knee. I stepped beyond the water’s edge and gathered the translucent rubies from the heart of the water.
By Parwana Fayyaz2 years ago in Poets
Within their depths, a world unseen resides, Where introspective thoughts in silence weave, INFJs, with gentle souls, their purpose hides,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
With steely gaze that pierces through the veil, The architect, of iron will and bold, A mastermind, where cunning plans prevail,
SHORT STORY June 2014 or 2016 I met a lady Long and cool. She spoke to me in dark chocolate whispers.. Some say it should read "husky..
By Victor Mendez2 years ago in Poets
In a realm where moonbeams softly glow, Where whispers of love gently flow, A tale unfolds, a treasure untold, Within the depths of secrets, pink and bold.
By wael mansour2 years ago in Poets
My Greek siren sings to me Haunting refrains to lure me in The gods had warned me of devilish beauty I've been fooled by a delicate harpy
By Sarah Loyd2 years ago in Poets
In gentle arms, a life's first breath, A mother's love, a solace from death. Through sleepless nights and laughter's chime,
By Hasan Sadiq2 years ago in Poets
"Under ancient oak, where time does dwell, Ode hides, a melody within the soul's well. My pen, a spirit lost in realms untold,
By Kevin Clark2 years ago in Poets
In the darkness of night, a spark shines bright A whisper of hope, cutting through the blight Embrace the day, with its golden light
By Lover2 years ago in Poets
I forget what you look like. Kind of. You know what I mean. I won't look back to old photos of happier times. I can't. The artist in my mind cannot mix the colors to complete the outlined image of you. Is your skin still sun-kissed or are you working too much to spend days dancing in the sunshine? Does your hair still go down to your butt or have you cut it since? I haven't gotten over how indifferent the world is that you and I are not together. Distance and time don't fight fairly. I'm not an out of sight out of mind type person. You consume my mind on a daily basis. Quite frankly, you haunt my existence. It's true what they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. But darling, I am fonded out. I famishly break into soup kitchens slurping the leftover mush of your entire being. I live off our memories like koi fish live off wishful pennies that won't be answered in passerby coin ponds. I create visions of us that never occurred and explore them ad nauseam.
By Daniel K2 years ago in Poets
