The piano stood silent, a dust-laden tomb, Its ivory teeth yearning for a whispered tune. Once, it sang stories, vibrant and bold,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
Oh, just a sec, Looks bright out there: Money's back! The job went well! People are busy, Starting to shop; Loans are out,
By Kamal O. Touhami2 years ago in Poets
A swirling sphere, a vibrant blue, Earth hangs in space, a precious view. A tapestry of life, a swirling dance, From mountain peaks to ocean's trance.
Like the aurora borealis, a ghostly gleam, Their love once shone, a fleeting dream. In twilight's embrace, they found delight,
By Aurora Penumbra2 years ago in Poets
Kings come and go But art speaks to the human soul Art is immortality This poem was inspired by a friend asking the question, “I'm good at art but does that even mean anything at the end of the day?”
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
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
The world unfurls in shades of stark, A canvas painted after dark. Not absence of color, but a choice, To see in shadows, hear in noise.
The supports are rotting. I feel every creak and pop, A symphony of decrepitude, Joints unreliable and failing. It's harder to arise each morning,
By Catsidhe2 years ago in Poets
In the grand book of life, each page holds a tale, A story unique, where each soul sets sail. We're the main characters, in our own spotlight,
By Mia Dwi Arifiyanti2 years ago in Poets
A mom casts her goals into the ocean; we, the words sent bobbing in the direction of the sun, the eggs of stone,
It has been five years since I have been estranged from my family, My dad is aging and has a progressive lung disease. He was magnificent in this world to his peers,
By Sid Aaron Hirji2 years ago in Poets
The sun dips low, a fiery, fading ember, Casting long shadows, a day-ending reminder. We stand and watch, the twilight's gentle sigh,
