O patient sentinel of silver light, I write to you beneath your gaze tonight. You’ve lingered long above my quiet days,
By Musulyn M (MUSE)2 months ago in Poets
In a small shop on a quiet street, where time and patience often meet, an old man works with gentle hands, repairing clocks from distant lands.
By The 9x Fawdi2 months ago in Poets
I speak in rhymes and mysteries Because that’s how I think My brain shittles riddles because it titillates my neurons It is how I do my best to get along in this world
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
I. In the darkest of nights when nothing stirs, and the sound of silence rules with a deafening roar, the lights
By Dean Traylor2 months ago in Poets
In a world of screens and endless noise, Where every thought was just a click, There stood a library of special books That made the weary souls feel sick.
Don't mistake my quiet for an empty sky, It's just a different galaxy drifting by. While others are a roaring, bustling town,
I don’t write poems I am possessed by the them I speak for those that are otherwise silent I speak for the nonviolent I write as witness to those hemmed in on all sides
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
I thought you were my friends the deep conversations and endless laughs, all the promises... that meant nothing. You left me.
By Sahil Rawat3 months ago in Poets
I edged along the abyss, where even Death seemed generous. I spoke to lifeless clouds, conversation after conversation, no response.
By Natasha Collazo3 months ago in Poets
I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
It doesn't show up on the page, Not in the skills or the degree. It's in the fog that clouds your mind, The man you promised you would be.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
he comes together from pieces people, places, and so many things collected from experiences an exponential doorknob with the portal that always revolves
By ⸘jason alan‽3 months ago in Poets
