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Mariah Carey
The beast slumbers for now When she rises no one is sure how There are always signs of her coming Leaves fall, the air grows cold
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Welcome Home for Dinner
Welcome Home Welcome Home Welcome Home for dinner Each of us been gone so long Mama says we’re looking thinner And in this special festive time we welcome loved ones
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Yet
Yet until now This life we promised never came to life Yet we never gave up We pushed on The dreamers we were Never gave up
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
Rare Bubbles
With bubbles unique, And noticeable arms; Strange Them... bursted because see. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
Lonely queen in a beautiful kingdom
Once upon a time, in a beautiful kingdom known as Eldoria, there lived a queen named Seraphina. The kingdom was renowned for its lush green valleys, sparkling rivers, and vibrant gardens that bloomed year-round. The people of Eldoria adored their queen, for she was kind, wise, and always attentive to their needs. However, despite the adoration of her subjects and the beauty that surrounded her, Queen Seraphina felt a profound loneliness in her heart.
By Winson darmieabout a year ago in Poets
Turkey
Too many of us, Use little inconveniences to stir up a fuss, Regardless that it’s a family holiday, Knowing we should be focusing on times of play,
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Poets
I only have leftovers
All I have left are remnants Remnant memories Growing in the corners And no one knows what the secrets are
By Kisama Riyo about a year ago in Poets
Good Kitty, Bad Kitty
I have to write about a cat?! How I’m going to do that? Okay here goes nothing: Nice kitty You are pretty Not to be provoke
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
The Hero
What the cause What the effect The hero knows the truth. Captain Captain Clarity He caught the villains sooth
By Amos Gladeabout a year ago in Poets
Ice Cream
Your love is like ice cream on my tongue, melting slow, rich with every spoonful, a dance of sweetness and chill, soft and giving, yet daring in taste,
By Eva A. Schellingerabout a year ago in Poets
Cheshire
In the corners where shadows drift and play, you smile, all teeth, like a wisp of smoke, whisking through my certainties, showing cracks
By Eva A. Schellingerabout a year ago in Poets
A Poet's Lament
Free verse, shmeeverse, give me structure! Don't just vacuate some duct your Brain engages with your hand, and Declare it great, and call it grand!
By Dana Crandellabout a year ago in Poets