One of life’s little lessons Is there’s little difference between love and obsession So just embrace it all And fall into the things that call your heart
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In the shadowed halls of opulence and might, Roderick Usher, in his quest for endless night. A pact with the mysterious, the devil's embrace,
By The Masked Reviewer2 years ago in Poets
A century later you and I would be late Yet for the world that doesn't matter Struggling the fate Death stops all your pain
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
“It was not like before when the leaves turned over in their season to days of ice and men and women huddled around in their rituals
By Kevin Rolly2 years ago in Poets
Come sooner and give me a touch I will enjoy thy company very much Time is passing and I am crying Come soon come and I am dying
By Muhammad Shaheer2 years ago in Poets
'He's gone too soon...' 'It's just not fair...' 'Always so kind...' 'She was always there..' ~ 'Such amazing talent...'
By Judey Kalchik 2 years ago in Poets
Time, a cardinal piece of life, she wrapped herself in, To escape the realities of what could have been. A sombre death maybe, a numb filled one, she ought to herself,
By Damian2 years ago in Poets
A sip of amour Transcended amidst the virtues of love that are deemed true, I pondered over the predefined chaos that the amorous birds of prey hid under its sinew
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
After careful consideration, I’ve determined you are: Befuddled and muddled and many shots over par, Crusty exterior with rotting mush underneath,
By Merrie Sanders2 years ago in Poets
Once more, the prompt: Braille? Yes, that was my thought Reverse Braille that you have to dig Through until you reach some meaning
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
"Apple, apple, fallen in the water," begins the song we learn in the camerata choir. We are all girls, desperate to distinguish ourselves in notes,
By Catherine Dorian2 years ago in Poets
After our goodbye, that’s when it appeared. Barely noticed at first, floating gray wisps, Cumulonimbus it became, lightning,
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Poets
