Even though I know it is over I have not heard your voice in so long I just wish we had closure I miss you so Every day I do my best to grow
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
“Beating around the bush.” Whatever does that mean? Well… it’s bad news for the bush, unless it longs to be the center of attention. It’s a way to shake the leaves, rattle the branches, and make some noise.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
The reason I don't forgive now is sane. I've learned they'll continue to do the same thing. They only feel bad that I've sullied their name.
By chillbaby50002 years ago in Poets
I think in crooked pictures I speak in mangled words My mind is like an ugly nest of birds 🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶🪶 They squawk when they’re angry
By Leslie Writes2 years ago in Poets
She said she wouldn’t leave But we all say that sort of thing. Mabe cause we didn’t realize we weren’t Looking past the moment, and all the
By Test2 years ago in Poets
Zombies take out another family in 4K And I imagine the part I would play A minor character in flashback Black and white, five minute back story
By Sean A.2 years ago in Poets
Oh, Cherry Mash The candy of my youth How I love your sweet goodness As your chocolate melts in my mouth Cherry sugary sweetness
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
As a woman and as an elder, I look upon this world, As I burn my sage I think about the life before women’s rights In a patriarchal world of demise
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Cheesy nachos, Ooey gooey goodness, Chips and dip, Salsa just makes my heart complete. With guacamole and sour cream to cut down the spice
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Past, present, and future. Live in the present because “it’s a gift.” When the present is a nightmare, what do you do?
By Justin Higgins2 years ago in Poets
So versatile I could eat them with mustard Or ketchup or mayo Sometimes, I’d have them with ranch They were good by themselves
Were you there? Do you know what truly happened? Were you the ones who comforted my children while they watched me bleed and cry those lonely tears of pain?
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
