book reviews

Reviews of the best poetry books, collections and anthologies; discover poems and up-and-coming poets across all cultures, genres and themes.

Harvest time Hug
In harvest time's delicate, brilliant hug we find, An adoration that is profound, similar to leaves in the breeze. The trees, they shed their dynamic clothing,
By Samar Javaid2 years ago in Poets
Metamorphosis in its yonder strides in frantic beats
Metamorphosis in its yonder strides in frantic beats The claim of shedding the old skin belies in the challenge of facing the blazing heat
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Dear Jada
On the eve before her memoir is set to be released, it's only right that I share my thoughts on Jada Pinkett Smith. Jada Pinkett Smith is an actress, writer, mother, and wife. However, as of lately, she's only been linked to being a toxic, narcissistic, emotional abuser.
By Samuel 2 years ago in Poets
Treasure
Some things in life are worth protecting Some things in life are worth overprotecting Some things in life you just have to let blow away
By Samuel 2 years ago in Poets
Cover Girl
Makeup hides your bruises It never did, nor ever will, Hide your pain -Samuel
By Samuel 2 years ago in Poets
Dropped Call
Hug me Kiss me Look me in my eyes when we talk Put your phone down I need you to connect with me Not our Wi-Fi - Samuel
By Samuel 2 years ago in Poets
Packing
It’s a wobbly, hobbly bunch I crunch it all in For my journey to begin Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
AI is Coming for Your Children
Writing prompts are like casting a spell Artificial intelligence is creating a hell What they’re hiding is There’s no math in good writing
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Unblemished
The years have taken their toll on the outside But they don’t see her soul The unblemished beauty that radiates from her
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The Liberation Of Expression
Pull me, drag me through the movements and i'll stay entire in my wrecked pieces. I'll cry yet my tears will be my security since it is everything you will get from me.
By Sylvia Ejeagbasi2 years ago in Poets
Vision’s
Sunny or rainy she wears the shades. Driving or walking she wears the shades. At work or in the streets she wears the shades.
By Samuel 2 years ago in Poets
Mommy
Mommy how dare you say your life will end if you allow mine to begin. Mommy don’t listen to the doctor I am alive. Mommy I know I keep you up at night I’m sorry you can’t rest mommy he’s hurting me help me I’m swimming up to your chest.
By Samuel 2 years ago in Poets