Round and round the rumination roundabout Anger leaping out at random stops; a bull Goring through my sense of self anew Ending every piece of love for you.
By TheSpinstress 11 months ago in Poets
Short stories in a collection honoring writers with opportunities to open readers reactions to a story that shows and tells
By Mark Graham11 months ago in Poets
noteworthy to read opportunities to learn about various ideas through a variety of genres that elicit and elaborate feelings and knowledge that
I met my younger self for coffee she arrived ten minutes late, I hugged her she ordered her favorite chocolate cake\ As I gulped her innocence through the lens of my present eyes,
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
What is a computer really? Computations and computing what opportunities for learning or what mechanically or mentally capable in
Grieving through the breathing crevices of my mourning soul, I propelled through piercing glances of the ones who chose to score their goal.
Impaled I inhale the pain Watch the blood rain As I pull your knife from my back For the heresy But now they listen to me
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
They were NPC’s with little concern Until color became oval shaped Schicklgruber was his middle name John is his middle name almost 100 years later
By Cadma12 months ago in Poets
Beneath the silver moon, I knelt, a whisper on my lips, an offering in my hands. The gods did not speak, nor did they turn away—
By Marvelous Michael12 months ago in Poets
I take the stage, and I speak clearly. Not softly, not sweetly—clearly. No violin to soften my syllables, no drum to drown my diction,
Through short lived days and moonlit skies,In stolen looks and mollified sighs,A fire was ignited, unfaltering and true,An ash gleaming, shinning as unused.
By Mr Ali12 months ago in Poets
The wind hums low in the belly of dawn, whispering secrets the earth has outgrown. A sparrow awakens, then lifts into flight,
By Badhan Sen12 months ago in Poets
