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A Symphony of Love. Content Warning.
In the vast expanse where hearts entwine, Love's melody, a symphony divine. It dances on the whispers of the breeze, Painting skies with hues of ecstasy.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
If you read me.. Content Warning.
I want to record thousands of portraits with you where I can't capture it with my pupils... I want dawns in your arms, where you offer me peace and I shelter your soul.
By Gustavo Sanchez2 years ago in Poets
Spilling my guts. Content Warning.
We were told, that we were supposed to grow so we could be big and strong But what they forgot to mention was that you weren't supposed to be too big or too strong
By AJ2 years ago in Poets
The Outer Rim
Moving here on a whim Now we’re stuck Sandwiched in the chaos On the outer rim Between the safety of outer outside And the inner darkness that harkens us in
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Starved
Starved of affection Lacking in any direction A reflection I’ve never recognized Bleeding from my inner eye Better to be between a set of thighs
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Political One
Canadian here: Be Democrat in the streets, Republican? Hmm... Flying high...! * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Unrequited Love
here I am, pining after you, l o n g i n g to be with you. that undeniable connection c h e m i s t r y one look in your eyes,
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
I guess I'm not Good with Keeping Promises
A lot of things said The lot that was said The aspired aspirations Where did they all go? A lot of aspirations
By Ayomide Oyeyinka 2 years ago in Poets
Sleepless Nights
I'll probably never be happy or content with my life. I also understand I'm far more blessed than many people. I have no regrets.
By Plan Execute Profit2 years ago in Poets
Bus Service
Note: I had a bad time with the buses here today (they all seemed to be out of service at the same time and I almost missed a teaching contract). So, this is the result.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Snow
Snow in the middle of the night, when it sneaks in after a warm few days. I am sure, I am the only person there to see it, sparkling just for me
By AJ2 years ago in Poets
Hot Pocket Reflections, Version 1
When I was younger I had piano lessons at my Mom-Mom's house late each Saturday morning. She had lunch ready for my brother and I each time;
By Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago in Poets