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Poets Media isolates the most poignant, powerful, and exquisitely composed verses and quotes in the universal poetry canon.

A Fragmented Future
You want a story of hope? Of innovation? Are you tone deaf to what’s happening in this nation Are you completely unaware of the situation?
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Guarding the Horizon: A Soldier’s Vow at Sea
A Soldier’s Oath at Sea For the Motherland, Forever Free Amidst the waves and sky so vast, A soldier stands, his heart steadfast.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
Love is a bee
love is a bee, stings you once than dies, you’re alone —- They can’t answer you.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Parasites
Parasites infecting my brain Crushing my soul Causing my heart to strain Making my eyes roll Parasites Crawling everywhere
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
What is a Friend?
What is a Friend? In the tapestry of life, threads interlace, A bond beyond words, a warm embrace. A friend is a mirror, reflecting the soul, In laughter and sorrow, they make us whole.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Poets
A.L.F.
Arriving hungry Lighting our lives with laughter Feline devourer 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 Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Sky
Serene clouds drifting Kid’s red kites fluttering and Yawing in the wind
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Hope
fuck you, sky. Your stars had to shine like I was made to hope— but just fail
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Stop-short
I used to love falls The wind catching me, I stopped-short Now, the wind just halts.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Detached
I’m detached from pain It’s repressed in strange places, Like a moon-tide storm.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
To the ones who told me that I was too much
To the ones who told me that I was too much Radiance in its mirth smiles in the abundance of glee, In its glory, it holds the light that sets your darkness free.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Not Found
So many things written down Yet, one cannot be found An error in judgment A place that was never meant to be A place that is better without me
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets