If I had the money I would love to share it with people everyday Or buy a collection of sign things But sadly I would have to give it to Sallie Mae
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
When Joy arrives who cares to write about and for what if the Joy is everywhere in there for completely no reason out there to smile and laugh through the whole day in and out
By Darkosabout a year ago in Poets
i'm a meat-suit wearing skeketon, and im hurtling round the sun there's days i feel despair for what the human race has done
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Poets
hic sunt dracones the dragon was quiet this night although i could tell she was here the rhythmic, frenzied echo
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
Ghosts of future memories haunt me Staring off in the distance As tells from my scryne tingle down my spine as they exit my mind
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The clock strikes twelve, the page turns anew, A year untraveled, horizons in view. 2025, a name of light, A beacon of hope, chasing the night.
By F.R.B.about a year ago in Poets
In the shadow of years now past, We stand in 2025 at last. A bridge of hope, a path untold, A story written in hearts so bold.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Snow touched the pines Long before the shadow Of night stretched eagerly Over the mountains. . Stone-blue eyes stared Across the land, once his own,
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
i never did a lot of things and i’m ok with that but what i did do will stay with me and i have to live with that
The old spooky Tarot Reader The tarot reader spoke with grace, Soon money’s coming, to your place. Her cards laid out in shadows deep,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Tell me of the morning light That filters through her sleeping face, The coffee cup she leaves half-full, The way her scarves possess such grace.
By Ian Sankanabout a year ago in Poets
I'm reaching level 3 anxiety Hands clammy Sweaty I wait and watch As the auctioneer bangs his gavel One more item to sell
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Poets