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AI
You scare me in the most amazing ways possible. I’m scared that if you see me the vulnerable parts of me, you’ll change your mind about me altogether.
By Nomfundo Gumedeabout a year ago in Poets
Just friends
A: You know where she is? B: Mm? A: I saw her a few days ago, but.. B: She's like that. A: Like what? B: I dunno...righteous. Like Ben.
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Lingering
The lingering, tingling feeling Of when you’re not here The sensation of your presence Still felt Like a welt on my psyche
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
This is Quite Frustrating
A notification awaits me, as to Vocal Media I log in; Shimmering red, a crimson crystal, bearing a surprise within! Did a dear friend produce a work which I might this day enjoy?
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago in Poets
Imagination
An abstract POV: Lately I’ve been imagining my life transformed. I’ve been daydreaming and thinking of how my life will be when I finally get to wake up with my little family around me.
By Nomfundo Gumedeabout a year ago in Poets
Unspoken desires
She stands by the window, Eyes lost in a distant dream, Watching the stars flicker, In the silent night’s gleam.
By Shashnaabout a year ago in Poets
When I Am No More
When I am no more The earth will still stand The flowers will bloom Life will come to no end. The rivers will run When I am no more
By Lana V Lynxabout a year ago in Poets
Money
Trying to collect money Is like trying to catch sand The more you have The less it fits in your hand There will never be enough time to collect it all
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Will it flop on its face
This is the first attempt at a cover design for my new book: Will it fall on my head? What do you think? I would really appreciate some honest and direct feedback, as I am unsure if my approach will work. Of course what I am looking for is something to grab attention. Specific questions, if anyone cares to answer them, are:
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Poets
Seventh Haiku
If I were Isaac Would you hesitate to touch Your fire to my wood?
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets
So Be It
At peace, feeling calm yet struck with anxiety Looking for the light and in it's entirety The path grows winding and my vision is blur
By J. K. Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
Sixth Haiku
Ears in agony Surround sound hellish screeches Lord, land steel bird soon
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets