With love comes potential. To be the happiest man in life. To be loved by someone special. To be happy with every moment you live.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
the villain in someone's story, but okay with it - proud even. once what was right, doubt was no benefit. did diligently give more than appropriate
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Where am I, how am I, why am I not me, Why am I not him, why is he not like me, Why am I a woman, not a man, Why a man is not a woman,
By Sasi Kala2 years ago in Poets
What do you write about When there's nothing to write? Today seems so empty, wasted Without purpose or even point A nothing day
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
Thus, I embrace the lifeless womb Which incubates a wicked evil Cradling it’s mind into the comfort of madness. Despite the freedom within those dreams
By Sincerely Rob2 years ago in Poets
I love how vast the world is. I love how inexperienced we are. I love how single-minded we are. I love how we use limited views to argue and disagree.
By Marcelinus Apakhade2 years ago in Poets
THIS IS A LIGHT VERSION OF MY THOUGHTS TODAY! I KNOW THE SCOPE OF IMMUNITY FOR PRESIDENTS FOR OFFICIAL DUTIES AND UNOFFICIAL DUTIES. OUR FOUNDING FATHERS ARE TURNING OVER IN THEIR GRAVES. ‘JUST SAYIN’
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Oh, sun! Like a pervasive lemonade pitcher You refill my life with incandescent trilogies. I succumb to your energies I melt into your harmonies
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatár2 years ago in Poets
Minor, that chord, it sounds for us Mirror, the chant, the fall's choir The serpents gather for their feast With empty eyes and honeyed tongues
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
I Can’t Even . with the barbs, the bickering, the condescending snickering; . lack of self-appraisal,
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
The evening was fair and clear, As I sat on the porch and read my newspaper. The radio was tuned to an AC/DC song, When Angus hit a double chord,
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Dear G-d, please bring the world to a place where no being knows of pain and every misunderstood person understands the good in rain.
By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets
