Ballad
Red Truck Douche Bag
Walking down the street is hazardous. I must have a sign on me that says Run Me Over. On the back it says, Stay Safe. The monster idiot drivers of the country are so intent on running people over. And wonder why pedestrians don't get out of their way. With a cocky attitude to boot. While I am struggling to understand it all. Let us name him, Sam. He wondered why I stepped out in front of him. I was simply walking around a parked car. In the meantime, this confusion almost cost me my life. Karma almost had him. Made him open his eyes to the road.
By Tambourine Man2 years ago in Poets
Echoes in Silence
In the vast quietude where words fade into the background, life’s most profound truths resonate as echoes in silence. Here, in the untouched calm, the soul speaks without sound, communicating through the vibrations of existence that permeate the stillness. This silent symphony is not void of content but rich with the unvoiced narratives of our inner worlds.
By Pritam Laskar2 years ago in Poets
