Free Verse

(In)security
My value is nothing. The world and I are persuaded About my intelligence. Everyone assumes I will fall and fracture.
By Ace Melee2 years ago in Poets
As The Sirens Scream. Content Warning.
As the sirens scream, A windchime permeates their deafening cry. The blue lights beckon closer, a rising tide, What once seemed solid, now a mere sandcastle, trapped, awaiting it’s erosion as the pair collide.
By Tommy Ballard2 years ago in Poets
Night Falls on St. Andrew
Darkness settles in, wrapping tightly all around me like the frayed sheet on the bed. Lights out, eyes closed, the night steals into my senses,
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
The Cat Who Thought He Was a Dog
Whiskers the feline, full of pride, Believed he was a dog deep inside. He'd fetch the stick, he'd wag his tail, And chase the mail with mighty wail.
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
Well Said
One in two, seen, unseen; begotten holes, hearts rendering. Love, doubt, past memories. Failed words, broken communication, healing me, you healing wounds open ever, never, shall we, look again. Backwards, forward, present, Now. Listening, forgiving, mother's vowing, praying yet empty now resurrecting fertile bows.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
What is a Teardrop?
I feel more and say less Sacs of words racing down my reddened cheeks Liquid feelings that I struggle to keep at bay What is a teardrop? A crystal dress
By Crooksology2 years ago in Poets
'Plosions
Repeat Exploding Singularity Into murk Into diffuse Into light Into baryons And thereafter Into tables periodic Into stars
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Fading Echoes
In the silence of night, whispers remain. Whispers from a former life, now dying. In the delicate shell of youth, A soul on the brink of eternity.
By Abigail Wanjiru2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Silence
In the arms of night’s darkness. Resonates with the silent scream of womanhood, A ghostly lament, an unspoken story. In blood, carved in fear.
By Abigail Wanjiru2 years ago in Poets
Silent Shackles
Under the dark clouds of tradition’s gravity, Where antiquated customs rule, The lies of souls are silent suffering. Shackled in chains of compulsory unions.
By Abigail Wanjiru2 years ago in Poets
Let's be sad together
To them There's you And there's me But to me There's just us No one else exists We're two people Galaxies apart But yet every star seems to pull me closer to you
By Angel Blade2 years ago in Poets
Swimming In The Ocean Of Words
I wanted to write a poem for this but the subject I chose I had already covered many times. I am very wary of repeating myself and then I started thinking from the twenty-six letters and ten numerical digits we can create millions of words that we can weave into sentences to create a tapestry of stories to share with our friends and people that we care for.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets