Family

The Watch of Time
The Watch of Time Upon my wrist, a silent guide, A ticking heart I cannot hide. Each second falls like drops of rain, A steady beat, a sweet refrain.
By Budhirai Tripura11 months ago in Poets
Whispers of The Cold
Whispers of the Cold I sit beneath a silver sky, Where winter’s breath goes drifting by. The air is sharp, a silent bite,
By Budhirai Tripura11 months ago in Poets
The Haunting Questions of the Heart
Why do you mourn for my life?.. Is sadness coming to your entire life?.. Why do you still take your heart and crush it?..
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Poets
How lonely am I?
The finger that slipped away once never returned to hold again Since that moment the distance has only grown The hands that once lifted me even above the sky Now tremble they can no longer carry the weight of mine
By Karan w. 11 months ago in Poets
a lone alone one
Shadows Talks When Humans Don't silence walks when hearts crack In between the busy town you can still find a lone alone one
By Karun 11 months ago in Poets
Love is Like an Online Sale
I browsed through life, just scrolling by, Not sure if love was worth a try. The options vast, the choices wide, Too many deals—I couldn’t decide!
By Tale Weaver11 months ago in Poets
This is cheating
This is cheating ‼️ 1. Talking secretly with other women/men is considered cheating. 2. Hiding your browsing history from your partner/husband is considered cheating.
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Poets
My Mummy
In the gentle glow of morning's light, I see the love that makes my world bright, Your tender touch, a soft embrace, A haven of warmth, my sacred place.
By OWOYELE JEREMIAH11 months ago in Poets
The Fire That Didn't Burn Me
I still laugh and talk to the people who tried to set me on fire... They don't know... I know they lit the match Then, today, and tomorrow...
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Poets
Dance of Fire
The Eternal Dance of Fire In the heart of the night, a spark is born, A flicker, a whisper, a golden thorn. It kisses the dark with a burning sigh,
By Budhirai Tripura11 months ago in Poets
Parenthood Hasn't Changed Me 1
This collection of poems is about childhood. Having a child creates new memories but is also a trigger to remember episodes from your own childhood. This collection is about how parenthood hasn’t changed me, just reacquainted me with my younger self.
By Niall James Bradley11 months ago in Poets
Lonely Hours Of The Night
Lonely Hours Of The Night The night hums soft, a quiet tune, A silver hush beneath the moon. The empty chair, the silent sigh,
By Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets