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From Hades to her
I found success is boring, Wisdom is lonely And real beauty is shallow. Eternity is a very long time, Walking with this lonely soul.
By Edward Banele Thela2 years ago in Poets
Pink Whitney
You start with presentation And a spunky sounding name Pink is supposed to be fun Playful, cute, and comforting. The bitterness is still there
By Jack Friend2 years ago in Poets
July 28th "World Day for Grandparents and the Elderly"
In the infinite warm embrace of memories There are countless precious stories hidden World Day for Grandparents and the Elderly
By Dawnxisoul393art2 years ago in Poets
Lost the Masterwork to the Abyss
where do poems we write in the night go while we lie, dreaming and scheming perfection is borne of ignorance or dissonance
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
THERAPY SESSION
It's crazy how we love the dark side A dark side which is hard for us to decide Between us, simple love is hard to provide
By Precious Usese2 years ago in Poets
July 28th, the Call of “World Nature Conservation Day”
On this day, we pause to hear The whispers of our planet dear From forests deep to oceans blue Nature calls out to me and you
By Dawnxisoul393art2 years ago in Poets
Effing prick
I wanted nothing more, nothing less, Picture albums pictured us fake, Everyone thought us happy, Behind the veil you hit,
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatár2 years ago in Poets
Injustice War
War collusion of weaponed souls Groveling minds reflecting Foreshadowed images under the blazing dawn Harvesting the labor of lives taken through stereotypical manipulation. The fire of death is birthed between different objectives.
By Irvin 2 years ago in Poets
Money breaks hearts
Finances strain the bond we called love not long, One third say money breaks up hearts, Forty percent fight each month,
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatár2 years ago in Poets
The Grace of Forgiveness
In the heart of a believer, where faith's light does shine, There lies a treasure, rare and divine. Not in temples, nor in the hymns sung clear,
By Ahsan Ahmad2 years ago in Poets
Space Opera
We were traveling through space when a lunar tempest diverted your heart from mine. You however were salvaged by a lone
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
In Pursuit of Virtue.
In the quiet dawn, when the world is still, A journey begins, a quest for something pure, A pursuit of virtue, a chase of the light, An endeavor to find the essence of good, The heart of what it means to live rightly, To act justly, to love deeply, To be more than just human, But a beacon of hope, a vessel of light.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets