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FREESTYLE 5
You remind me of a Kleenex Need to bloody clean next Chapter of my life though…. You just have a mean ex I’m just me not tryna flex
By Haychie_Artist3 days ago in Poets
Looking
Perhaps a quest is in order. A “Monty Python” style quest of epic proportions. Gathering my knights, we’ll head off to conquer and pillage. There’s many a damsel in distress that needs saving I’m sure. Perhaps along the way we could stop off at the local pub for a pint or two.
By Katie 3 days ago in Poets
Defeating the Stigmatism. Content Warning.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm a little crazy and so are you. There's this awful stigmatism when it comes to mental health,
By Jen Phillips3 days ago in Poets
The Wanting
Held by the Wanting A poem on addiction I did not wake up wanting ruin. I woke up wanting relief. Something in me learned early
By Flower InBloom3 days ago in Poets
It is Here, Now
It arrives every great while, With a pull to a deeper space, More real than the rain pounding The roof shingles away,
By Sabayo Matiku3 days ago in Poets
Kaylin from Devil's Glen
In the year twenty-forty-one Lived the daughter of a seventh son With flowing hair of platinum hue And amber eyes full of rue
By Mother Combs3 days ago in Poets
What Do I Do When My Flame Dies
What Do I Do When My Flame Dies I sit with the quiet where the fire once lived, Hands still warm from a light that has gone.
By Marie381Uk 3 days ago in Poets
Official Notice: Preservation of the Heart
Attention. This is an official notice to all residents of the inner landscape. Your heart requires daily inspection. Neglect may lead to quiet corrosion, unnoticed at first, creeping through thoughts like fog through a forest.
By Sound and Spirit3 days ago in Poets
Can You Help "Me"? I'm Trying To Understand Oxygen - The Reason Things Aren't "Mixing" Properly - I'll Give An Example!
When did you hear me say hello, when did I say it to you? When did you hear me say goodbye, when did I say it to you? When did you think, well it's about the vocal chords, isn't it??
By 365poetry3 days ago in Poets
The Exit Prayer
I didn’t leave with fireworks, just a grocery bag and my charger and the quiet feeling that my lungs wanted a new address.
By Milan Milic3 days ago in Poets
The Beach
Look there, at that torn edge of the wave, ripping white across the horizon. Over here, the foam bubbles over the scalloped edge of lace lapping sand, teasing it darker, wetter.
By Harper Lewis3 days ago in Poets
All That Me
Grandiosity has my curiosity, Increasing the velocity, Is raising the viscosity, Of the space around me. The energy of my entity,
By Keith McHugh3 days ago in Poets