Family

At the End of the Lie
The gilded cage, once held a song, A melody of trust, so strong. Woven with whispers, soft and sweet, A tapestry of lies, at my feet.
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
The Unreality
I exist in a universe you cannot comprehend A world with no beginning or end An unplanned existence Full of survival and resistance
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
You only like me when it's raining
You only like me when it's raining, When you're hiding from the lightening, When the thunder is loudly crashing, You hide under my feet.
By Darby S. Fisher2 years ago in Poets
Tears and Laughter: The Strength of a Woman
One of the lovely things approximately a woman Is that she laughs with wet eyes even while crying, A tender paradox, a mystic human,
By Ahsan Ahmad2 years ago in Poets
Tomorrow I will finally give my dad what he deserves
My dad never bought anything for himself. He has been through a lot, work and the working hours are very hard. All my life I only saw him spending all of his money for my mum, my siblings and me. My dad would never buy himself new clothes, wears clothes for longer than 20 years. He always had the oldest phone in my family. He even bought my mom her dream car. I‘m being honest, I also grew up very spoiled. For college, I got a laptop, an iPad and for my 18th birthday I got a car.
By sagar dhital2 years ago in Poets
Sai Baba. AI-Generated.
In Shirdi’s land, where whispers sing, A saintly figure walked unseen, In humble robes of white and grace, He blessed the hearts in every place.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
just like that
just like that, last night you were gone and our whole world felt dimmer, darker * we will move forward and it will get easier
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
The All Powerful Imagination. Top Story - May 2024.
Ben spent the whole day digging in the dirt, and found what he thought was a stone. He yelled to his brother, "hey, look at this Kurt!”
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Be the love you so actively seek
The horizon awaits the embellishment of its blending hues, To be dazzled in its beauties, to be unafraid of the unknown mighty blue.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Seduction of the Doubletree Treat
Wrapped in warmth, a gentle embrace, A sweet surprise, a sugared grace. The Doubletree cookie, golden hue, Brings moments of joy, both old and new.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin2 years ago in Poets
Open Road
yesterday the world closed its doors for a moment nowhere was open we took solace in the charm of home found peace where we could
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
To My Grandma, What I Remember.. Content Warning.
You were a mean spirited woman most of my life. Mean and rude, that was how you spoke all the time. You checked our stove three or four times before you would leave.
By Rabbit2 years ago in Poets