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The finding of love
Love is a feeling that could penetrate our hearts. Go deep and sit inside. It could take us on adventures that we never went on.
By Joe Bou Khalilabout a year ago in Poets
Criminally anxious . Content Warning.
The agony of dialling the number weighs me down, as my heart begins to race and the numbers of time goes by, yet no one answers.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
answer
After years of questioning and searching for answers deep within, she discovered that she felt nothing towards her parents. No love warmed her heart for them, and no longing disturbed her days. After diving deep into her emotions, she confronted this painful truth and asked herself the question she had long avoided: Why? The sorrow gnawed at her as she faced this bitter reality, and the thought of whether this fate would also befall her children weighed heavily on her.
By Warm vanilla about a year ago in Poets
The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
You were supposed to be the one person I could confide in. Hell. You were the one person I could confide in. You were my everything. You were the one person I thought would never hurt me - the one person I couldn't ever picture hurting me. You used to fight to keep me safe. You used to be the one who'd pull me out in order to keep me safe. You were my everything. My everything. I used to love every single ounce of you, and now I can't even think of your name without crying. I can't look at a picture of you without feeling like someone shoved a razor-sharp dagger into my lung. So I guess what I have to say is...
By 'Lissa Stufflestreetabout a year ago in Poets
all is well in us
in the ear of eternity, the sound of our laughter mingles amongst the prayers for our future, and the sight of that is truly well
By crayoncreativeabout a year ago in Poets
Optimism
I promised myself that I would not go back to that reflection but I am still attached to the shards of glass
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Espresso Martinis
Sleep deprived on a weekday night At the bar I brought you to, Sitting across from an empty chair Espresso martinis taste like you.
By Annaiseabout a year ago in Poets
a dime a dozen
i won’t try to scare you with the promise that you’ll never find another girl like me, when we both know what’s most terrifying is just how common i can be.
By melancholy galaxiesabout a year ago in Poets
Contentment
The way your leg drapes over mine. That sparkle in your eyes, mouth in a half-grin. Brush of lips. Fingers intertwined.
By Randy Bakerabout a year ago in Poets
Purple Flowers
The lilacs that grow outside my grandmother's house (innocence, confidence, first love). The french lavender colour we painted the frame of my childhood bed (devotion, serenity, grace, calmness).
By Kelsey Clareyabout a year ago in Poets
Unsettling Memories
A discouraging outlook continues stirring up many shameful narratives. Languishing longing stares drawn towards leaning presumptions.
By Valerie Lylesabout a year ago in Poets
Celebrating the doom of independence
Celebrating the doom of independence Liberation in its precipice gallops in the abyss of glee, Callous whispers of unserved justice writhe the soul with pain that abhors the plea
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets