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Seven Deadly Sins
Pride Selfie, Selfish, Self-importance Always looking in the mirror and not where you're going Never giving credit where credit is due
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
The Silent Path. AI-Generated.
Through neon lights and sirens loud, he walked beneath the restless crowd. A man of thought, with weary eyes, searching peace beneath the skies.
By Kenneth Rondinaabout a year ago in Poets
Heartsong
I sing the song of my mother her love and her steadfast hands always crafting and baking and memory making turning in to my best friend.
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Ocean Vuong: A Poetic Voice of Intimacy, Loss, and Resilience
Early Life and Influences Born in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, in 1988, Vuong immigrated to the United States with his family as a child. His upbringing in a working-class immigrant household in Hartford, Connecticut, played a crucial role in shaping his literary voice. Growing up, he was drawn to storytelling, especially as a way to bridge the cultural and linguistic gaps between himself and the world around him. He learned English at a later age, and this delayed acquisition of language informs much of his work, particularly his fascination with words, their meanings, and their limitations.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
365. Honorable Mention in Love in 50 Words Challenge.
What do you do on the fifteenth of February, When all the love is over? If you love, but once a year, and only when you’re told to,
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
President's Day
Patriotic for all who believe in freedom is.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Love this Country. Content Warning.
The history of our land has not always been grand Since Christopher Columbus wrecked the land Then called it’s natives, outside of their name
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
The Shadows are Speaking
You think I’m crazy because you don’t hear them you’ve never made friends with your ghosts. It’s amazing what you can see
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Vocal Verses: Where Poets Rise
Vocal Verses: Where Poets Rise A Tribute to the Wordsmiths of Vocal Media --- I. The Gateway to Expression Come forth, O poet, with ink-stained hands, Where words take flight and the soul expands. Where every voice finds space to breathe, And stories weave like autumn leaves.
By Samson E. Giftedabout a year ago in Poets
President's Day
Patriotic for all who believe in freedom is....
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
Presidents Day
Proud respect elicits and elaborates solidarity individual and group directing and educating noteworthy testaments and testimonies
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
John Milton's Heaven Misplaced
Book I & II: Satan's Disobedience and Commotion The sonnet opens in medias res, after Satan and his revolt blessed messengers have been cast out of Paradise taking after their fizzled resistance against God. They discover themselves in Hell, a destroy and searing put where they rally beneath Satan's administration. Milton portrays Satan as a effective, charismatic figure, full of resistance and desire. His popular statement, “Better to rule in Hell than serve in Heaven,” captures his pride and assurance.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets