Family

Two Paths of Justice
In this world, the rules divide, For rich and poor, a different tide. A law that bends for those with gold, While shadows trap the weak and cold.
By Atif jamal 7 months ago in Poets
Then ventriloquist dummy
Then ventriloquist dummy He swayed on cracked pavement, pint too full, Words slurred from lips that weren’t his own. “Say something, mate,” he nudged the wooden grin beside him.
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
My Mother, My Soul. AI-Generated.
My Mother, My Soul My mother is the morning light, That chases shadows, ends the night. In every breath, in every role She is my heart, she is my soul.
By A Waseem khattak7 months ago in Poets
Layers of Love
Beneath soft morning’s rose-tinged light, our shadows stretch like whispered truths— draped over the bed’s worn quilt, we breathe in sync, undone at the seams.
By Muhammad Saeed7 months ago in Poets
"Broken Heart Syndrome"
Speak the truth I dare you Say it out loud Or whisper it into the ether Unbite your tongue Let the vitriol spew forth Let the words hit the air
By Renessa Norton7 months ago in Poets
Mothers Daughter
They ask “why don’t you ever feel pretty” I’m insecure I’m my mothers daughter She never felt pretty or beautiful So how could I ? We have the same smile, nose & eyes.
By Yalisa Matos7 months ago in Poets
loss/past/present/future/love. Top Story - July 2025.
Church bells chime out in the distance Engines breathe, a distant whirr Dull days pass, little resistance Time relentless, life a blur
By angela hepworth7 months ago in Poets
Reclamation of Freedom. Content Warning.
I did not celebrate today. This had to be written from my thoughts floating through my brain and dreams of the absurd, reality, life, freedom & humanity. I wrote today as we are now in a dystopian authoritarian society. I relinqished my hate and moved towards grief, then I moved towards oppression of depression. Meditate with spacey bassline centered music. Two earths are circling the universe. Earth 19 and Earth 12 are of equal distance as I remain in the in between of time and space at 75.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 7 months ago in Poets
Then Came The Summer Rain
Then Came The Summer Rain The sky hung low in quiet dread cold streets where broken footsteps bled walls wore stains of days gone wrong
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
July’s Gentle Heart
July’s Gentle Heart Sunlight spills through open doors laughter hums along the floors hands in hands, no need to roam July has made our hearts a home
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Independence Day
The smell of smoke excites My tempest mind The vault door’s cracked Safe unlocked I've dug out the powder Bombs have been broken out
By K.B. Silver 7 months ago in Poets
"Happiness is born in the heart with contentment, while sudden grief can bring down even the strongest man."
In the rich tapestry of Pashto wisdom, proverbs often capture profound truths in just a few words."True happiness comes from a content heart; sudden sorrow can bring down even the strongest man," is a powerful reminder of the human experience. It speaks to the essence of emotional resilience, the source of real happiness, and the unpredictability of life's challenges.
By Noor7 months ago in Poets