First Draft

Different
I’m sorry I’m not who I was then If you’ve known me long enough You’ll know you’ve never met the same person twice Is it a virtue or a vice
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Protest
For change and for a better future, it is time The rights we gain and the rights we lose The freedom we find and the freedom we give up
By J. K. Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
The Garden of Me
Unkempt Messy Overgrown shrubs Long, curly vines Before your mind goes to the gutter.. Go to the garden. A garden called my heart
By Manisha Dhalaniabout a year ago in Poets
Fragments of us
Fragments of Us The night wraps tight, a velvet shroud, Where silence screams, unspoken, loud. Your shadow lingers, faint, then clear,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Blood Crow
Look upon us See our scars From battles past Yet, we are the ones that last No false platitudes Told we have bad attitudes
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Political Eleven
There is value here: not binary; not zero. Together? Lucky! Does this go to...? * 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 about a year ago in Poets
Thriller Genre Movie
There are terrors and frights beyond comprehension There is the torment buried in the depths of the seas The blood-thirsty menace hidden in the dark
By Matt B.about a year ago in Poets
Between Draft and Landscape
It’s like that first draft— You feel his imperfect fingers, like strangers inching closer as the day draws. On paper everything looks good,
By Dan-O Vizziniabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Mother. Content Warning.
Mother do you hear me Mother why won't you listen to me I'm making this for you But it feels like you don't want me to
By martin Thomsenabout a year ago in Poets
Welcome Back
Dust settles on the page, a canvas bare, A mind once filled with words, now lost in air. But fear not, writer, for the ink still flows,
By Jinnahabout a year ago in Poets
You are my life and you are my death
Come let's sit between the candles and dance under the drizzle of rain Let's embrace the star of the sky and dream of what the moon is
By Housekeepingabout a year ago in Poets
I long for you
I long for you For you are tenderness And you are safety And the oasis of my heart when it gets tired I long for you with the longing of the deserts
By Housekeepingabout a year ago in Poets