I am the strong one. The one who worries and plans For everyone else’s care. The phone rings sounding the alarm
By Cynthia Fields2 years ago in Poets
My brightness is dark Waiting for spark Eyes still bold Sightless blind Saturn is cold Moon is too old Love catches fire
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
It takes real grit to be a writer - a creator of stories. Days when you don't feel like writing and would rather be doing anything else.
By Jasmine Aguilar2 years ago in Poets
I’m from flower soup And conversations with Tulips. I’m from teddy bears and reading to mourning doves in the flower basket.
By Holly Nace2 years ago in Poets
If You don't take the stories that You find Residing within Your mind And use ink on the page to let them lie When Your time comes, Your stories will go with You
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Poets
My fingers grazed across his face And how the world changed color All that was bold and hardened Was now soft as baby pink
By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets
Each and every day When the sun comes, It gives us a bright day. After it's turn, It breathes its last breath. The evening greets us with darkness.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Roses are incredibly gorgeous, and so is my love for you. The sun set, and the sky dimmed, but not my yearning to hug you close.
A normal day Dark clouds. Small, light rain showers. I took a walk to the nearest park. with my dog I met an interesting person.
In the world of One Piece, where adventures unfold, A crew of misfits, so quirky and bold, The Straw Hat Pirates, a band so grand,
By LyLy Luffy2 years ago in Poets
Hey lady! do you know? how I feel, listen... I'm exposed to you. I'm exposed to your beauty. I'm exposed to your touch.
it is the stillness on the inside of their voices it leaves me shuddering but i know more i feel more i clutch the dancing shadows and breathe
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
