Ballad

Finding Grace through the storm
The winds rattled the shutters, lightening streaked across the sky, the windows a kaleidoscope of prismatic hues. as the
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets
Twin Troughs Suez and Panama Canals
Twin Box: Suez and Panama Channels The sun cast a brilliant tint over the immense territory of water as it rose, welcoming the two fantastic accomplishments of human design: the Suez Channel and the Panama Trench. However isolated by huge numbers of miles and various scenes, these two waterways shared a typical bond, for they were the help of worldwide exchange, twin boxes interfacing far off seas.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
Don't
Hey, darlin’ — times are good, I’m feelin’ tir’d, But that’s not new. Been tired since I lost you. I hope you’re waitin, waitin on me,
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Poets
Now You're Gone
Now you're gone I can no longer message you. Now you're gone I can no longer speak to you. Now you're gone I can no longer laugh with you.
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
Have you ever been called a "Dinosaur".
Speak not to me of EMOTIONS That diaphanous duality of our soul's need for belonging...a sheer multi-faceted fountain of thoughts, needs, feelings, hate, desire and a need to be wanted, loved and cherished
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets
For You
Hello You, Friend, Lover, Ex This one’s for You The silent reader Not a love note or romantic poem Just words to get off my chest
By Nick Queen2 years ago in Poets
The Tale of the Enchanted Reflection. Content Warning.
In the serene suburbs of Willowbrook, where the streets meandered amidst canopies of ancient oak trees and the homes nestled harmoniously in their shade, a quaint antique shop named "Mystique Curiosities" stood as a beacon of intrigue. Its weathered brick façade, adorned with tendrils of ivy that seemed to whisper secrets of forgotten times, cast an enchanting spell on all who passed by.
By Dannie2 years ago in Poets
Beneath the Crescent Moon
The weaver of sand, with silent, slow tread, He threads through the dunes, where secrets are bred. No map guides his steps, just an instinct so deep,
By mahmoud elsaad2 years ago in Poets
Being dinovegetarian🌿
Humans named us DINOSAURS Herbivore, a nomenclature for our food preference🌿 In colossal majesty we roamed the Earth in prehistoric times
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Poets
She resists
A mom casts her goals into the ocean; we, the words sent bobbing in the direction of the sun, the eggs of stone,
By Kamal O. Touhami2 years ago in Poets
Midheaven
Walking, Soaring Through cotton clouds Where the sun and the moon meet For their battle to rule Over the sky,
By Ava D. 2 years ago in Poets
The Evening Ball
Dim sunlight In the middle of the dark; Silhouettes of tall trees Open their arms in awe Of the splendid night sky,
By Ava D. 2 years ago in Poets