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Reaper
Once with shine and splendor galore Once with fame and furlong the core Twice more with beauty and power, it is Three more it goes to devour it's kids
By J. K. Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
Loss of a Loved One
In the quiet of dusk, shadows blend Memories linger where heartbeats bend. Whispers of laughter now drift away In the hollow of night, they softly fray
By jameel Nawazabout a year ago in Poets
The Painter of Dreams
In a small village nestled between rolling hills, there lived a young artist named Sophia. She possessed a gift – the ability to capture the essence of people's dreams on canvas. Her paintings were vivid, surreal, and mesmerizing.
By Olaoluwaabout a year ago in Poets
The Old Bookshop of Memories
In the heart of the city, nestled between towering skyscrapers, stood a small, mysterious bookshop. Its faded sign creaked in the wind, bearing the name "Memories" in elegant, golden letters. The store's windows were dusty, but its doors always seemed open, inviting passersby to enter.
By Olaoluwaabout a year ago in Poets
Moonlit Reflection
The moon's soft glow, upon the sea, Creates a path, for dreams to be. A silver light, that shines so bright, Illuminates, the dark of night.
By Olaoluwaabout a year ago in Poets
Arson in October
The strong wind blew the pussy willow branches, I was walking inside a grove beside an old ranch Feeling quiet devious,
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹about a year ago in Poets
Representation
Introduction: This is one great way of understanding representation in a world where everyone has something to say and every experience matters. This script examines how physical and/or cultural representations of ourselves and others in the media, literature, or daily life affect one’s or anybody else’s perceived notion of individuality and inclusiveness. Using linked short stories and verse, “Representation” explores the experiences of people who search for themselves in society. The main and minor figures in this story are, encountering their individual affairs, which let the audience realize that inclusion is valuable, and diversity is lovely.
By Sanjeevi Kandasamyabout a year ago in Poets
I still can't believe!
I still can't believe! What my lips have done, Kissing your lips was terrible. I'm still asking myself. Why did I stand so low?
By Gloria Penelopeabout a year ago in Poets
Verses of the Soul
Poetry is an ancient art form, yet it remains a vibrant and evolving medium in contemporary society. Modern poets continue to push boundaries, experiment with language, and express the complexities of the human experience. This article delves into the world of modern poets, exploring their unique voices, themes, and the impact they have on readers and the literary landscape.
By Sazeeb Chowduryabout a year ago in Poets
A Haiku Observation
Introduction: A Haiku Observation 😈📚🧾📖😈 A Haiku Can Be A Senryū Sometimes Can Not Be A Haiku 😈📚🧾📖😈
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
The Shower
Not enough Not enough Not enough Not enough Not enough Not enough Too much Too much Too much Too much Too much Too much
By John Coxabout a year ago in Poets
Halloween Night
Whispers of Halloween In the hush of dusk, where shadows creep, The veil between worlds, so slender, so deep. Beneath the moon’s watchful, silvery eye,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets