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No matter their age, some celebrities have old souls; poems written by celebrity poets and your favorite celebrities' favorite poems.

Andrea Gibson
Andrea Gibson: A Voice Between Pain and Silence Andrea Gibson is one of the most well-known spoken-word poets in the world. They are famous for their honest and emotional poems about love, identity, gender, mental health, and political justice. Their words have touched thousands of people around the world, especially those in the LGBTQ+ community. Andrea uses they/them pronouns and identifies as genderqueer. Through poetry, they helped people feel seen, safe, and understood.
By king pokhtoon6 months ago in Poets
Cindy, the CarSitter, is a Genius!
I just heard the most amazing thing on the News. Eureka and halelujah, I've waited over 50 years to get excited and rewarded for listening to the news anchors. Life can still surprise me and that is brilliantly satisfying. What was it, you ask? Oh, I'm sorry you missed it, but I will share. Yes, this morning on the news, the best news I've heard in too long. Cindy the Genius has solved a major problem with her incredibly sharp mind and entreprenuerial spirit. I'm almost envious at her genius, but I'm too happy and grateful for her idea to feel envy.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman6 months ago in Poets
POEM - Clatter Of Precious Thing
The silence held them first, those precious things, Arranged with care on shelves of polished oak, Or velvet-lined within small, satin rings.
By Jacky Kapadia6 months ago in Poets
POEM - The Offering
Not gold, hammered thin and cold to catch the sun's last glance, Nor jewels ripped from secret earth, to dazzle and entrance.
By Jacky Kapadia6 months ago in Poets
POEM - Sensory & Concrete
Not just the grit beneath the nail After the trowel scrapes the pail, Nor just the chill of morning dew On poured-slab surfaces, slate-blue
By Jacky Kapadia6 months ago in Poets
"Unlucky Number 7s, III"
Seeking Seventies Stud Seeks Submissive Broad: Chronologically, I’m 74YO. Biologically, I’m 24. On patrol, outside Hanoi, in AUG ’72, a flash flood claimed me. Steeped in nutrient-rich mud, I lay in torpor for 50 years, until a backhoe unearthed me.
By Chris Z6 months ago in Poets
Talk Shit
That's what these bitches DO Smack them gums, talk shit Mind business that's not their own Maybe GET business Maybe SHUT those gums
By Rickey Goins 6 months ago in Poets
POEM - Whispers Of A Growing Soul
Not thunderclaps, nor trumpet's blare, But subtle shifts upon the air – A murmur felt, not truly heard, The nascent stirring of a word
By Jacky Kapadia6 months ago in Poets
My Toxic Relationship Didn’t End in Heartbreak — It Ended in Healing
When people talk about toxic relationships, they often focus on the pain. The screaming. The manipulation. The silence that says more than words. What they rarely talk about is what comes next — the strange, beautiful, messy process of healing.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Poets
Watch Me
Watch me from a distance I asked you for so little But you gave me so much resistance Watch me as I’ve outgrown you
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Poets
Grief is a Second Language"
Grief is a Second Language A poetic exploration of mourning across cultures ~ by Ahmar --- I. In the Tongue of Silence — “Mutismo” (Italian)
By Muhammad Ahmar 6 months ago in Poets
We Were Stardust in a Coffeeshop
We Were Stardust in a Coffeeshop Genre: Poetic Short Story I don’t remember what pulled me into that coffeeshop on a Tuesday afternoon — maybe the drizzle, maybe the craving, or maybe something else entirely.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Poets