I stumbled first, then lost my way, Each step a bruise, each breath a sway. The darkness wrapped its cold embrace, A never-ending, shadowed race.
By Masood Zahid11 months ago in Poets
My Secret Love Is No More You made me laugh when nothing could, You looked at me like no one should, I felt like fire, I felt like sin,
By George’s Girl 2026 11 months ago in Poets
Tales of long-lost love, where a princess yearns for a man’s plea To be redeemed for her desolation, waiting for someone who sets her soul free.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
Grief does not knock— It enters like dusk, Filling corners with shadows And silencing clocks. It creeps into morning With yesterday’s name
By Allen Rihab11 months ago in Poets
Snowflakes write poems in her hair, Each step a verse, each breath a prayer, She is the fire in frozen air, The quiet grace of those who dare.
By Mr Ali11 months ago in Poets
I sit here hugging the ocean And yet I hold nothing Choking on tears of fear Of futures lost Was it just a stepping stone
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
I’ll be there with you, When you wake up in the morning sun. I’ll be there with you, If you call out my name, I will always come.
By Calvin London11 months ago in Poets
Darkness was impaired in its transgression as hope seemed to find its way, A startling realisation, a sight to behold, one might deem to say.
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Poets
I truly adore baby animals! They’re undeniably cute and cuddly Dozily defenceless, fluffy balls Irresistibly, smoochably snuggly.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶12 months ago in Poets
I had a dream, but it quickly faded. I wonder how I got here. The road ahead feels dimly shaded, Lit only by a flicker of fear.
By Carolina Borges12 months ago in Poets
"We are stardust / Billion-year-old carbon... Caught in the devil's bargain. And, we've got to get ourselves / Back to the garden."
By Chris Z12 months ago in Poets
