Family

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i shout wondering if this is not whispering and so the wind drives vehicles chariots of the impending from its beginning
By ⸘jason alan‽10 months ago in Poets
True Value
Some good books..don't read Because..the cover isn't pretty Some good books..don't read Because..heard from others that they're not good
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Poets
If Love Was a Diet, I’d Cheat Every Day With You
If love was a diet, I’d break every rule, Sneaking in kisses like midnight fuel. A nibble of passion, a bite of delight, You’re my cheat day every night.
By Tale Weaver10 months ago in Poets
You Wanted a Pretty Poem
You Wanted a Pretty Poem You wanted a pretty poem, something soft, something with petals and sighs. Sorry not today, my pretty is ugly.
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Embracing Solitude
Our private world will be wider according to "Growing age" More experience More lessons More people we know We will start to discover and learn that
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Poets
Bitter Greens
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
By Atomic Historian10 months ago in Poets
Slice of the South
Florida maple leaves dangle in slight puffs of breeze. A dog, under the porch, scratches at his fleas. It’s evening time in the south,
By Rowan Finley 10 months ago in Poets
Ball Pit Birthdays, c. Early-2000s
Animals on the table: plastic lions, leopards, baby elephants, giraffes prancing atop the birthday cake, shimmering metallic in confetti cut-outs,
By Hannah E. Aaron10 months ago in Poets
Help I fell. My Chair tipped
Help I fell. My Chair tipped One moment sat on my reclining chair Next, it tipped, I fell forward. I couldn’t get up. Oh god help me.
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
the breathing grounds. Content Warning.
out of the blue saunter in from the obscurity of the depths we navigated in forever i know him only by his shadows and silhouettes
By ⸘jason alan‽10 months ago in Poets
The Space Between
There’s a hush in the room— a sacred silence when she sleeps. Not peace, but a question, a pause in the middle of myself. The books lie open, unwritten. The page waits. The words I once longed to drown in stand still, like strangers in the hall, while I hover near—unsure if I should enter.
By Carolina Borges10 months ago in Poets
Toxic Friends to Avoid . Content Warning.
Here are seven types of friends to be cautious about: A person who relentlessly tries to take what you possess. An individual who is constantly in competition with you.
By Rohitha Lanka10 months ago in Poets