i never knew that half-full, rose-colored glasses could make me feel so blue, so green with envy at the grass and the red brick unbroken home,
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
Author Notes: This poem plays with the mind, unraveling layers of guilt and fear. The relentless pressure from the voices of the past forces the reader to confront their own buried regrets.
By Jason “Jay” Benskinabout a year ago in Poets
A life without you is a life I can't live in, a life I don't want to dwell in. So, often, I ask - are we mothers and daughters in another lifetime?
By fleeting.serenicsabout a year ago in Poets
I observed that, You weren't ready. To see the end of us Don't be sorry. It was time to split up. We both were still learning how to love.
By Gloria Penelopeabout a year ago in Poets
Just love. Just stay in love. With every day. Say that you love. Say that you believe in love. Make love your destination.
By Joe Bou Khalilabout a year ago in Poets
Sundays are red, red is the danger zone as I recall how dangerous it felt to be around you Mondays are green green for growth, green for hope, green for the gloat
By Kevaun's Rendezvousabout a year ago in Poets
Flying down the night highway I watch the lights from the world pass below me Lightning flashes behind storm clouds It creates the perfect mix of shadows and light
By Mercedes Chavezabout a year ago in Poets
Her gaze draws to mine, before she sets her sight on the battered mouse's corpse that she offers There's a twitch to her ear, and I can't tell if she's listening for my praise or another kill
By Connieabout a year ago in Poets
You know, I still see you in my dreams I taste you when my tears finally reach my lips I hear you in the things I say I smell you when he wears the cologne I bought him
By Mikayla Roseabout a year ago in Poets
If I am not my past, then what am I? Am I my smile, wide and bright? Am I my laugh, loud and proud? Am I the one who is loved?
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
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By Jessica Phoenixabout a year ago in Poets
Who will be at the water ceremony this morning? Will it be Kristen and the girls? Yes. The grandgirls and great-grandgirls plan to attend before they go to a powwow. Only one dances but they all love to watch the dancers.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
