Do you love me as I am, in all my tangled, broken grace, With the cracks in my heart, the traces of time upon my face? Can you hold me close when my flaws spill like stars in the night,
By Charlotte is Here!about a year ago in Poets
I stand before the mirror, a realm where truths and illusions collide, Its glass reflects not just my flesh, but the storms I hide inside.
By Corzatiabout a year ago in Poets
Who are we, but whispers of stardust woven into fragile skin, Flesh and thought, caught between eternity’s infinite spin?
Christmas hustle, bustle… fifty years fly by on a shooting star! * Nowadays, there’s an annual epistle to wittily compile
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
When you arrive How safe you’ll feel A place to break routine And heal You’ll thrive with Endless carafes of caffeine
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Hurry Hurry Hurry Hurry Hurry Hurry Hurry Hurry Hurry ___ Before it goes off, It's live. Can't rewind it.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
The Spirit of Christmas The world is hushed, the air turns cold, December whispers stories old, Of a star that shone in Bethlehem’s sky,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Morning Reflection Do you get up in the morning, See yourself in the mirror, And think, "No, that can't be right?"
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
My mind opening and closing as it blinks awake My eyes drawing in the cool morning air Smells of another world fill my lungs
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The snow drapes gently, a soft quilt of white, Whispering secrets in the glow of the night. In each crystal flake, a memory sings,
By GoldenSpeechabout a year ago in Poets
Beneath the moon’s silver, frostbound embrace, A keeper glides softly through time’s sacred space. His lantern sways gently, a warm, tender gleam,
Toxic You came in like sunlight after the storm, Promised me warmth, a break from the norm. Your words were honey, your touch so kind,
