Exhausted, but I don’t sleep… There’s to much to do… My mind wanders and taunts me, like a pebble in one’s shoe.. A task here, a task there…
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
Don’t scratch it, people are watching… Put up with it; you have no choice. Other parents will surely notice. Oh man, why is it moist?
By Sian N. Cluttonabout a year ago in Poets
Blackable A Celebration of Black Freedom You will not find me in your traditional dictionary. I am self-defined, made up. But then, is not every word a made up concept drawn from life itself. So then am I defined as...Blackable!
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Poets
Stuck again in the feeling that I might have nothing. Nothing worthy or worth any earthly whim. These things I call mine.
By Ashley McMahonabout a year ago in Poets
One, two, three, Fluid, twirl, free, One, two, three, Pastels, birds, marquee. One, two, three, The dance of jubilee,
By ThatWriterWomanabout a year ago in Poets
Is it regret, shame, dashed hopes unfulfilled dreams yearning for ever more w h y i f e e l s o N A K E D and B A R E t o d a y
We found each other in a new form of love. We found each other in a new face of love. The eternal love. The love that will never end.
By Joe Bou Khalilabout a year ago in Poets
The wind whips the trees’ branches And the horse stands still So quiet, so present What is he thinking Of this girl in her car
By Natalie Parlettaabout a year ago in Poets
The crickets here never take a breath A constant ticking and chirping An accompaniment to the dogs that chase The cats that scowl
By Oneg In The Arcticabout a year ago in Poets
Like sand through my fingers, slipping, slipping, I try to hold but can’t—thoughts scatter, scatter— The wind grabs them, spinning, twisting, forgotten,
By JimmyVabout a year ago in Poets
Can’t sleep Oh what a fright To be up in the middle of the night Without the slightest tingling A little sensation Of sleepiness
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Have you ever taken a vacation That really wasn’t a vacation. I just did. Don’t get me wrong it was Really fun and I wouldn’t
By Jeremy Whiteabout a year ago in Poets
