Family

March of Death
With each breath We take one step closer To it all being over Not over over But the end of our world as we know it A new and uncharted era
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Dreams in the Flow of Life
The tides pass away flowing like a stream A child born into the spring of ages My life changes vividly and I dream . The young man search his place in life and love
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Poets
The Paradox of Motherhood
In the quiet hours before dawn, I cradle a life, a fragile heartbeat nestled against my chest, warmth radiating, a promise wrapped in soft breaths.
By Edina Jackson-Yussif about a year ago in Poets
Love in the Air
Portrayal Box: Meet Mia, a bashful young lady fantasizing about becoming a craftsman. She finds motivation all over the place, particularly in the recreation area.
By SamiBD24about a year ago in Poets
THE HUMAN REMOTE CONTROL: A POWER WE SHOULD NEVER HOLD
Human Remote Control: A Poem In the age of buttons, wires, and screens, Where everything bends to our swift commands, We dream of a device, strange yet serene,
By PETER Jabout a year ago in Poets
What Have I Forgotten Now?
Today was his birthday. I live at the residence where he passed away. -—-The seizures hit me a week ago, causing me to break the toilet seat as I fell to the concrete floor. I'm still sore.--—- The "extended illness" mentioned in my brother's obituary is a euphemism for "years of drug abuse that ended in an overdose." It's curious to me that I've never seen his ghost.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago in Poets
Hemolytic Reaction. Content Warning.
Empty There’s nothing left now I am alone Blood means nothing 'Don’t ask a question you might not like the answer to' That is what they say
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Poets
Maybe I wasn't like that ...
Maybe I'm not to be called Maybe I am the fault Maybe they won't hurt, the stranger Maybe I am the danger! Maybe it wasn't my fate
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
Sirius,. AI-Generated.
Sirius, the Star Who Sat in My Lap I have to retract my previous statement about only kissing people I don’t know when paid. 😅 At Sunday service, a sweet little chocolate boy, about one-year old, climbed over his mom and my sister to visit me on the pew—several times! His mom leaned over as I held him and said, "His name is Sirius." She explained that Sirius doesn’t usually go to other people, so I guess she figured I should know his name since we had already bonded.
By Denelsia Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Lullaby
On our last night I sat with you in an old rocker somewhere new, You told me I was all you had, how much I meant, you were sad.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Break the sky
keening through sun’s wake She broke apart the burnt sky With her piercing cry.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Life You Loved
That time again, Leaves falling end of year, So many times we’ve come, But without you now, You loved the apple catapult,
By Jamye Sharpabout a year ago in Poets