it was so much easier to live in polarities life felt dreamier lost in moral realities I was so foolishly confident I could pray it all away
By Leigh Victoria Phan, MS, MFA6 months ago in Poets
☘️twisted, betraying heart entwined in poison ivy ☘️ locked away...for my peace of mind...you beg for release Wicked, Narcissus incarnate, caring only about that which you desire
By Novel Allen6 months ago in Poets
When did my heart first wander into night? A hapless scholar taught by phantom flame, whose borrowed stars betrayed with borrowed light,
By Sara Little6 months ago in Poets
Light is on one side, Dark is on the other side. *** One half feels cold and tingly, Like a shadow watching me in deep winter.
By Amethyst Champagne6 months ago in Poets
A dark cloud around the soul To blind an eye that does not know To pierce a heart with an arrow A wind so fierce it takes a toll
By Tanya Lei6 months ago in Poets
I held you close in my arms for just a little while and then off you went, but always turned to give me a smile. I watched as you grew, so largely lived, and you learned...and
By Shirley Belk6 months ago in Poets
We found her where the moss had made its bed, bones shimmering, bared by the autumn rain; wild flowers twined about her ribs and head,
By Imola Tóth6 months ago in Poets
In the shadows looking for light because I feel it is useless to fight I am sleepless night after night I worry for myself and my daughter
By Lacie Grayson6 months ago in Poets
She was my world. Aloft in her chair, heavy with despair. 'Twas a world she could not bare. Disposed in the light,
By Sara Elizabeth Joyce6 months ago in Poets
I held you like a delicate flame, A fragile glow that darkness dared not tame. You radiated warmth, yet time slipped by, A cherished warmth, a wound that won’t comply.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin6 months ago in Poets
Once I wondered if there was more if I was doomed to that constant chore a love now wilted, long past bloomed. Until he wandered in
By Kay Husnick6 months ago in Poets
I once was loved, a princess in your eyes, You praised the dreams I held, the paths I'd take. That pink dress gift, a strangely sweet surprise,
By Sara Wilson6 months ago in Poets
