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It's your smile
Expression of warmth Something you hide as it's debt Your mirth; it's your smile! . . Thank you for reading it. I guess the thrill of Haiku poems is that you can draw many different reflections from a few words. It can always be seen from many different perspectives. It's time to share your thoughts!
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
Let Us
Let’s party outside of town Let's dance in the streets Let's have some fun Let's eat outside and catch some sun Let's spend our money
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Dear Haiku, I'm over you (seven)
Syllably-obsessed, counting knuckles, teeth and nails. Haiku OCD. // Five seven five is the number of the beast which has seventeen feet.
By Addison Alderabout a year ago in Poets
Prize Winning Poem?
One hundred words is not a lot To write a poem for a shot At winning D.K.'s super prize, The chance of praise from colleagues' eyes.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Poets
Before Nightfall
Catch it before It's gone. Time... Like the ocean at dawn. A towering that everyone calls Big Ben... Missed again.
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
First Heart
it might be real rubbish every single cringey line but when Vocal hits publish that first heart is mine a shot to the foot that i have in my mouth?
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
Acid Test
yeah i took the acid test took it and fuckin passed must have been all the study i did i was in the top of my class
By Brenabout a year ago in Poets
The Man in our Street
In a quiet neighborhood where the children play, Lives a man with a smile that’s a bit far away. His garden’s a jungle, with weeds standing tall,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Tis` the Season For Christmas
Tis the season to remember. The memory of how the Christmas spirit came to life. Was this when we as humans took our first drink?
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)about a year ago in Poets
Paws of Joy
A wagging tail, a gentle purr, Life feels lighter, less of a blur. With every bark or soft meow, They lift our hearts, here and now.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
Into the Gloaming
Into the Gloaming Shadows come Out of hiding Dance In the grey skies Before the silver moon
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Poets
Lapine Wife
A rabbit once ruffed her nose , lopped, loped, Delivered this: A softly hammed-up smiled-up kiss. Blushed linen cheeks bloomed to life -
By Anna Cunninghamabout a year ago in Poets