Without you, I wouldn't have been as culturally aware, tolerant, open-minded, adventurous, and smart as a giant encyclopedia.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
Me...Ivan...I'd be delighted to share my thoughts on "The Sun and Her Flowers" by Rupi Kaur. Buckle up because this book is a poetic journey that will take you through the seasons of life, unraveling emotions and truths in the most breathtaking way.
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
I hate myself for loving you... I know it's wrong but it feels right. What is so wrong with me To feel this way for my doctor?
By Rene Peters2 years ago in Poets
Day wasted Nothing accomplished Instead of writing Spending hours on Facebook And surfing the web Sending texts to friends
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Keep out the light or hold the light inside, Folded and falling, tethered by a string; Eyes open, in the darkness, where I hide.
By Jamie LeFebvre 2 years ago in Poets
Oh Christ, I'm fucking hungry For the cigarette days full of black coffee, Tiny little jeans, and horrid aftershave When I was a nail-bitten mess
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Tiny hands that clutch and cling, Eyes that sparkle, dreams take wing. Laughter light, a tinkling chime, Souls untouched by hands of time.
By Sunil Kushwaha2 years ago in Poets
You pay attention to some girl you never met. Should I do the same? You'll just throw tantrums, Another man hugging me
By Diani Alvarenga2 years ago in Poets
This is a rhyme or reason prose of 2023, AI, relationships, ocean breezes through Google mini and Alexa forwarded into a metaphor of toasting into 2024 and out of 2023.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Mind scattered, no resting place in sight. Insides reeking of stress, nights shorter and shorter, longer and longer.
By Andie Emerson2 years ago in Poets
Will you be ready , when the time comes or beg death to wait. Will you accept what you have always known, or bargain for a different fate.
By Jesse Wilson2 years ago in Poets
A year went by 2023 was a mixed blight of harsh and happy reality in the dim light of a gloomy bright loss of hope.
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
