In a world so full of wonder, Where the sun shines bright and clear, And the birds sing sweetly in the trees, There’s a joy that’s always near.
By Solomon Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Surround yourself with hearts that shine, Good people bring a peace divine. Their laughter, like a gentle breeze, Can chase away your darkest seas.
By Ahsan Ahmadabout a year ago in Poets
My husband says that poetry is like modern art. Anyone can do it. He likes to rhyme. When our teen grandson who lived with us during the first year of the pandemic started to use acronyms the hubby did too.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
I finally let it all out. All the tears, all the sadness That I have kept inside. I told you I'm done I cannot take anymore pain
By Manisha Dhalaniabout a year ago in Poets
Hello old friend We meet again It’s been a long while You used to wander after me Up and down the aisle Through fields of green grass
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
“I can’t love him” She said as the fairy danced around her head “Why not?” The fairy asked “Because the mold is cast. He is promised to another.”
I love him dearly, but this fucking snoring has to stop. If I hear another echo from my soulmate monster, my ears are gonna pop.
By Erianna Gilliamabout a year ago in Poets
The love, the warmth no one can afford, Regardless of all relations, mothers are the lord. Always selfless, loving and nurturing,
By Rabina Khadkaabout a year ago in Poets
I imagine you... Coming home from work Our usual conversation point is me asking "Hey hun, how was your day?" But today...
Jujubes bob above the surface Rust red suns on a liquid horizon Thin, translucent crowns around mushrooms Glistening brown caps
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets
I've been searching for home for years, Like a parched soul lost in the desert with tears. The yearning is deep, but the path is unclear,
By Hanen Mehadbiabout a year ago in Poets
I love you, but I don’t support the sins I’ve been told are wrong. You’ve broke no laws, no moral code, just conclusions I have drawn.
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
