I’m sick of people telling me to get over it. I’m sick of people putting a time limit on grief. Who gave you the right?
By Dylan-Quinn Harris7 months ago in Poets
The First Tango in London We entered on a dare signed our names with borrowed pens him in his best clothes, me in a dress too tight to breathe
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Sea Wash Your Troubles Away Salt on your lips and wind in your face the sea doesn’t care for your pride or your place no questions, no answers, no need to explain
How come you never let me in? Do you even know what was missing? Because I'd have loved to see the world through your eyes.
By Kali Mailhot7 months ago in Poets
The Happy Clown He wakes before the big top hums, with baggy pants and polished thumbs a whistle bright between his teeth
Title: The Person I Loved in Every Lifetime Genre: Romance / Poetic Fiction Structure: Letter-style fragments across time
By waseem khan7 months ago in Poets
The Circus Clowns Put the Show The circus clowns put the show, painted smiles where none would grow, patched-up boots and baggy knees,
Quis Curat They say Chase another carrot Ferreting out their sins Where does it end? A society built on lies Incapable of being wrong
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
I never slam the door. I just stop knocking. I don’t shout when I’m hurt. I fold it into small silences and tuck it beneath my breath.
By Muhammad Riaz7 months ago in Poets
I have mourned the living more than the dead— cried over names that still breathe, faces that walk this world unaware of the graves they’ve left inside me.
By The Arlee7 months ago in Poets
She’s a Tramp She isn’t a lady no silk or silver spoon her laugh cracks like thunder and her footsteps chase the moon
