The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
PERIOLOUS CLIMB STRUGGLING TO GET BACK TO THE TOP Expressions of struggling and climbing to the top again a perilous journey of being human.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Everything is falling inline As if by heavenly design Interference divine In this life of mine I’m taking it as a sign That it’s my time to shine
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Enigmatic; this life is Corporeally enveloped. Languished momentum drives Impromptu revelation. Protracted yet fleeting.
By Amanda Rice2 years ago in Poets
“Literature is its own art: the turn of phrase, the delicate spiderweb of words interwoven to snare the reader, an intricate dance of rhythmic sounds and archetypical images silently parading before scrolling eyes.
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Poets
BIRTH, LIFE, DEATH ARE WE JUST DUST IN THE WIND? I walked outside in the 80-degree sunshine today. I looked across the way
I’m not everyone’s cup of tea But that is fine with me I have no one to please As I write with ease Creating fantasy lands
Even silence can betray you Conning you into thinking Little ripples won't become waves Insisting that "Everything will be alright."
By Sandra Matos2 years ago in Poets
See the Lady in Red She’ll fill you with such dread Once you are used You will be abused She can’t love But only shove
embrace me harder cozy like a campfire let loose your cork-trapped love interrupt me politely, and slow dance with me for all of
By Daniel K2 years ago in Poets
exhumed my weary heart from a coffin made of dreams, the weak lambent flicker was soon to turn me igneous, yet fate stepped in and
