Grey turns blood red Astray by what's said Led down a pathway Bled as a segue A talking point A sweet peppermint Dry my eyes, Dry thee lochs
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Since I couldn't take any photoes A poem will have to do, for now. Eating and drinking is forbidden But dogs can enjoy the literary ambience.
By Chloe Gilholy2 years ago in Poets
Y'all laugh, like tinker bells lining my dress where ever i go, it follows and y'all colorful and different like the parked cars i pass
By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets
EID DAY. TODAY WAS THE EID DAY. EVERYONE WAS ANXIOUS FOR EID PLEASURES. EVERYONE GETS UP EARLY IN THE MORNING
By Basit Ali2 years ago in Poets
Eleanor, our lunar moth, with crescent smile and book in hand, Climbs up into my lap. I read to her, then once more with the silly voice.
By Sonia Heidi Unruh2 years ago in Poets
Have you ever started telling a story thinking it was a funny anecdote, only to realize everyone is at staring you in horror because you’re talking about your abusive ex punching a hole through the wall in the middle of brunch?
By Test2 years ago in Poets
The great warrior Banan strode towards the mountains Eager for the challenge among them, anticipation gnawing the mind
By Jaidah Hodge2 years ago in Poets
I’ll never forget You were there for me in my hour of regret Trapped in a cycle of pain Blaming myself for all that had happened
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
It stretches its neck and casts its eyes into the water And meets its transparent self In a flowing mirror Sadness dissolves into a cloud
By bill2 years ago in Poets
We love, we dream, and we live. With every moment, it's love. It's caring for the people we love. We want to spend our lives with her.
By Joe Bou Khalil2 years ago in Poets
You want me to write depressing I won’t my bleeding heart won’t be on display my raw jagged, feelings won’t be naked in the fields
It will turn out okay, quite good okay hate how she strokes my strands silky smooth- no more strands her fingers comb through those knots
