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Wither and Fade
Don’t give me things that wither and fade Give me the grass that has strong blades Give me a song that draws me hither Don’t dither and doubt
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
washing machine repair
He comes home a crewless ship, beached on wood planks and rocks, boots dragging seaweed on sandy carpet. No shoes in the home! but it’s too late; waves have engulfed the ship; it is swaying and virtually gone back
By souhila12 months ago in Poets
Succinct
It started with a smile Sealed with a wink Oh, to be succinct How do you put all your love into one day When it’s as broad as a rainbow
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
I am sad - there is a reason
I am sad - there is a reason And it did not arise by itself: The black-eyed girl Forever drove me crazy. We did not walk on a dark night And did not warm ourselves by the fire, There were only lines in the letters About thoughts until the morning.
By Arfiya khan 12 months ago in Poets
Why humanness in its virtue fails
Grieving through the breathing crevices of my mourning soul, I propelled through piercing glances of the ones who chose to score their goal.
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Poets
After the Conflict
The dust settles, a shaky ceasefire in the kitchen light, the air gritty with unspoken regrets, yesterday’s words like shrapnel
By souhila12 months ago in Poets
Exploring the New York Marriott Marquis: A Guide for Travelers
1. Overview of the Hotel Location The New York Marriott Marquis is located at 1535 Broadway, Times Square, placing it at the epicenter of Manhattan’s theater district. Its strategic location offers guests easy access to world-renowned landmarks, shopping districts, and vibrant nightlife.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
I Feel Obliged
Today I feel obliged To put pen to paper To poetically publish To ornately orate To lavishly lament
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Harmony Within
Upon a hill where soft winds play, And sunlight warms the break of day, A figure sits in quiet grace, In nature’s arms, their sacred space.
By COUabout a year ago in Poets
The Shepherd of the Land
Beneath the banner of the nation’s pride, A leader stands, both strong and wide-eyed. Not one of tyranny, nor fleeting fame, But a steward of hope, a trusted name.
By COUabout a year ago in Poets
Reflections.
The lights that haunt me And are soon to be followed by silence Are chained inside three mirrors That shine like a bright white star
By Matt B.about a year ago in Poets
Bouquet
Slender is the rose That sashays in its clothes Wonder is the lily Who’s existence thrills me A blossoming ranunculus
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets