Family

From Cringe to Cupid
You snort when you laugh, I trip when I walk, You talk to the plants, I argue with chalk. You dance like a noodle, I sing off-key,
By Tale Weaver10 months ago in Poets
Whispers in the Attic. Content Warning.
Creaking in the joists and joints Groaning in the boards and peeling up pain Knocking in the furnace Weeping in the night you ignore until it goes away
By K.B. Silver 10 months ago in Poets
The One-of-a-Kind Genetic Change That Made Horses Athletic
Here's an article for you: --- # The One-of-a-Kind Genetic Change That Made Horses Athletic Superstars Humans have been captivated by horses' speed, endurance, and strength for centuries. These magnificent animals have been crucial to human history in a variety of settings, from ancient battlegrounds to contemporary racetracks. But what is it that makes horses so good athletes? Scientists have discovered that a unique genetic change played a crucial role in transforming these animals into the powerhouses we see today.
By Ansarul Hoque10 months ago in Poets
The Great Toothpaste War
In a cozy home, where love is bright, A daily battle sparks each night. Not over money, chores, or chores— But toothpaste tubes and bathroom wars!
By Tale Weaver10 months ago in Poets
A Mother's Love
The first breath, a fragile cry, a tiny hand that grasps my own. A love so fierce, so deep, a bond that's never known. My heart expands, a universe within, a world that's all your own.
By Barine kabari 10 months ago in Poets
Birth Order
I am a rock and my sisters are wind, free-wheeling throughout the world, vivid and wild and lovely. I am mere stone and my sisters are steam,
By Chloë J.10 months ago in Poets
Death Has No Doors
Death Has No Doors Death came silent yet full of noise, Unseen by all in view. Sly like a fox, yet silent like a bird in flight,
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
A Broken depressed man
A Broken depressed man He wakes to silence, cold and deep, A house once full, now left to weep. Echoes linger, soft yet cruel,
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
Domestic Bliss
She uses an elbow to press down the door handle, heavy bags hang like helpless bodies from her wrist. She shoves open the door
By Deborah Robinson10 months ago in Poets
The Government Tell Lies
The Government Tell Lies I once believed the words they spun, A tale of truth, beneath the sun. Their promises like gilded chains,
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
If Time Stops
If Time Stops If time stopped for the living, what would it mean, To those in heaven, beyond the unseen? Would their endless peace stretch
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
The Haunted Doll
The Haunted Doll In the attic’s shadowed by gloom, Lies a doll in a dusty box. Porcelain face, cracked and pale, Eyes that follow, cold and frail.
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets