The guilty flee when none pursueth and every billionaire on earth is building rocket ships to the stars.
By Roderick Makim2 years ago in Poets
Lock me in a prison of your heart I'm not escaping Darkness creeping in I'm scared to death I'm now escaping Running from your love I know it's chasing me for placement Caving in them spaces of them words you never saying I cannot live like this even though you Hella amazing You seeking validation from a guy friend thats on probatie
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
We always love. And we always should love. As we always love. We become stronger and stronger. It makes us believe in love.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
In the shadows where the grades may fall A story’s not defined by a single call. Though numbers might tell of a moment’s span
By Lil'Rosie2 years ago in Poets
You Are The One My Heart Yearns For You are the one my heart yearns for, A flame eternal, blazing deep and true, Where every beat whispers your name,
By Digital Barnali2 years ago in Poets
unfold me like a motion picture soundtrack like smudged lipstick stains stuttering at the beginning of a skipping record
By R.C. Taylor2 years ago in Poets
you lived alone your time as a wife came and went marriage rendered to rubble because of his sins he made you want to die
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Poets
The fruit beared by this tree Some sour, Some sweet, Still it stands here, Year after year‐ Damaged roots watered only by tear after tear
By Josh Morgan2 years ago in Poets
Flowing from the high heaven above Christmas was the starting of love By the spring bloom was not seen Summer should have been hot
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Poets
You kiss me with the lips of someone different than me, then tear flesh from bone, yanking my beating heart free, placing it in an
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
I held it in the palm of my trembling hand, like a delicate origami swan. . My head spun, like a cheap tilt-a-whirl
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
We were running To the exciting promise Of a sun quenching retreat All the boys and I, Naked under the African sun -
By Edward Banele Thela2 years ago in Poets
