Free Verse

Hand in Hand
Certainly! Here’s a poem about the simple yet profound joy of walking with a loved one, hand in hand: --- **Hand in Hand**
By Sathish kumar S2 years ago in Poets
Broken Static and Serenity. Content Warning.
Static burns through (crematoria epidermal) all and everything (but) where the war (in the west, east) and the peace (... the void)
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
When Love Begins in the Heat of Battle
Certainly! Here’s a poem about how love can begin in the midst of conflict, showing how sometimes even the most intense moments can spark something deeper:
By Sathish kumar S2 years ago in Poets
First Glance
Certainly! Here’s a poem capturing the essence of seeing someone for the first time and feeling an instant, profound connection:
By Sathish kumar S2 years ago in Poets
Journey
I’m on a journey A journey of yearning Is this something I’ve been earning So many days have past Full of reflection Wondering what direction I’m going
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Breezy Beach Affections
Under the infinite bright golden sunshine You said you liked the blue sky by the sea Step on endless wet pebbles You said you liked salty waves
By Dawnxisoul393art2 years ago in Poets
HOLD SHIFT TO RUN. Top Story - August 2024.
I hook a carrot to lead the ass (I’m the ass in this example) And do what I do until Like Balaam’s It talks back
By Aaron Morrison2 years ago in Poets
Goodbyes
The illiterate discorded figure with Scattered puzzle pieces of its own Fate integrated destinations. Goodbyes torment our time with Agonizing depiction of hallucinated Casualties.
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
I'm Running Because My Legs Can Only Walk
At Taco Bell, I stood before the fryers placing taco shells in rows in the metal baskets before they were dipped in hot boiling oil.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
Love forever
To love for a moment. Or for your hall life. To be in love right now. Or every day. Love isn't just a feeling. It's more than that.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
The Art Of Love
Love, an undying freedom of enduring Ecstacy It's profound ignition transparents eons of the inverse Melancholy Seen by a soul with a hallow naked eye Like An authors most intimate art piece Being Clothed with his thought stained Fortress.
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
friendship goals
spontaneity and quick laughter make me feel so much lighter it's those stupid things you always say they make me smile, big and free
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets