Like stars in the sky, we tend to hug each other. Completing each other's. Making the perfect view for people to see. To look back at them and tell each other partner how much of true lovers we are.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
Indigenous peoples That's us. That's what we are. We live in the forest. We are the uncontacted tribes. Contacting us may not always be safe.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
We, as humans, Our lives cry; we kill, and hate each other. __ Our tribal ways are lost. We forgot where we came from.
There was a time, When there were you There were many chats, There were many stories, There were coffees, And there were you.
By shobhana kadam2 years ago in Poets
I exist in a universe you cannot comprehend A world with no beginning or end An unplanned existence Full of survival and resistance
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I lost my amulet on the beach. It was a nightmare. Every seashell looked exactly like it, Until I opened it to find it empty.
By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets
Why do I even bother? Why do I even try? I'm not what you want, I never will be You've made that perfectly clear without even speaking the words
By Mercedes Chavez2 years ago in Poets
Extent —Maybe— of hand and soul Ebony mage that wages the Sun Or silently traces the Moon.
By Matt B.2 years ago in Poets
Teetering, toddling, and waddling out, The old man shimmies and shuffles, Eager and awaiting, Any excuse to begin and plant.
By Conor Matthews2 years ago in Poets
Where am I going? Why? . Soft, wide feet tamp down the tall weeds of the understory, Press into the mud to be revelled at later
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Being on Vocal Media since January has been the blessed five (5) months of my life as I have found solace in this place.
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
How to summon the Keeper of the Blood Moon First you will need a well candle lit room Maybe with a table, a chair, in the corner, a witch's broom
By McKenzie McQuade2 years ago in Poets
