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Embracing the chaos that embellishes within me
Embracing the chaos that embellishes within me Chaos belied in its mindful tune as the atrocities of the uncertain waves began to dance,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
The Ancient Runes
Hello little rebel Heed my advice Listen to the runes Tradition Conformity Go so far When you dream about reaching the moons
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
AGENDALESS
creativity has no schedule, no agenda to abide by‐ the chaos and commotion come and go by their own will, often taking their place, outside of the right time or place‐
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
What if you stayed
What if you stayed Whole Instead of becoming Broken Pieces of you lost To the dark corners you don’t see Part of your roots
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Fantasy
We all live in a fantasy Made up realities that we believe Long gone are the ways we thought it would be Childhood dreams drowned in a sea of bitter reality
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Meet Me Next Christmas: Movie review
Meet Me Next Christmas: A Festive Frolic Through the Big Apple A heartwarming holiday tale that captures the magic of the season
By Nimalabout a year ago in Poets
Am I Unique
Another day in the universe Another blimp in time Another human walking in sync Another person to try to be liked Am I unique
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
s.o.c. 3
Dogs don't feel guilt, they just feel fear. When they sit there, sclera shimmering, hunching to hide from shouted scoldings, floppy ears fused to their skulls, they're not sorry. They're scared. Of course they're scared. They don't know what they did is wrong until the screaming starts. It's not their fault their teeth are tearing through their inflamed gums, and the couch is the closest thing they can chew.
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets
Boston
His rough hands, Caught the fuzz in my sweater. His chapped lips, Broke jokes, “don’t you love the weather.” But it could have been 70,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
A Tower of Friendship
A Tower of Friendship Upon the ground, the squirrel stands tall, Holding her gift, sharing with all. Her little friend climbs, light as a breeze,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Written Prescription
What I put here on this sheet of paper, is my written prescription through which I vent, cope, and let go. a "survival tactic" if you will.
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
No Friends’ Kindness Will Always Stay
No friends’ kindness will always stay, No foes’ troubles will block our way. This world is close to its final bend, Neither you nor I will last till the end.
By Muhammad Waseem about a year ago in Poets