Every creative piece is just me, telling a story. Enjoy!
War walks in without a name, Yet leaves every street in tears, Homes collapse into the dust, Dreams erased in seconds, years.
By Gloria Penelope12 days ago in Poets
Aloe stands with thorns so sharp, A quiet guard around its heart. Through heat and storm, it bends, not breaks, And from its pain, a blossom wakes.
By Gloria Penelope24 days ago in Poets
Born into a name that carried more weight than love, a family stitched together by poverty, not promise. The world whispers its verdict:
By Gloria Penelope27 days ago in Poets
She fell before the morning light, A crimson secret veiled in night. Hands that once wove dreams of gold Now lie cold, their story untold.
She cried in silence, each tear a story no one heard, each drop a wound etched deep into her soul. The world ignored her pain,
The rain arrived without a pause, Thick as sorrow, cold as fear. Clouds tore open all at once, And the earth could not endure.
I thought I had a dad, a shadow I could stand beside, a name that meant safety, a voice that would answer mine. I didn’t know you would run away—
She married the tide, not knowing its moods, A shoreline heart with hopeful hues. At first, the waves sang silver songs,
They argue beneath bright banners, Smiling teeth, rehearsed applause. Hands raised high for cameras, While truth is bent into laws.
Life is so unfair. People's opinions may bring you down. When you win, they become jealous. When you lose, people say you didn't try.
By Gloria Penelope2 months ago in Poets
My tears fall after the judgement you impart to my self-image. My tears fall, after seeing that you pushed me under the bus.
By Gloria Penelope3 months ago in Poets
If you had been in my shoes, You would understand what I'm going through. If you were in my shoes, you'd understand why I'm this way.
