Friendship

The CRYLAND'S King
Oh! Boy! Oh! Boy You're so moody— destroy all the toys Why do you cry so wild? You little annoying child I merely looked- you started crying so loud I think your father does not feel so proud
By Karan w. 8 months ago in Poets
What I Should Have Said
She brings me sunshine with her smile challenges me, coaxes my very best— even when I resist. - She is fierce, intelligent, emotionally mature,
By Paul Stewart8 months ago in Poets
An Unapologetic Letter
I want you to know I stole your man and I didn’t do it out of some quest for the truth or because I’m a good person who saw that he was tormented
By Bride of Sound8 months ago in Poets
Ladybugs Are Magic
Introduction While I think that ladybird is a better description than ladybug, they are beautiful creatures, and ladybug is the word on the American landmass. I love seeing them, and if one lands on me, I enjoy the tickle of their feet.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Poets
The Dreamsmith’s Flame
I have a dream, Not the kind that fades at dawn, But one that blazes in the soul Like a star that keeps the night warm. It sings in silence,
By Muhammad Abdullah8 months ago in Poets
Half of Me
My best friend died last fall, And the person running around in his body Doesn’t love me. And I don’t know why.
By Mayra Martinez8 months ago in Poets
Eighteen in Bloom
By the wind, by the leaf, I lived. And I live still. I was the whisper of a morning breeze, Soft on your skin, tender as hope.
By Muhammad Abdullah8 months ago in Poets
Cuckoo Clock
Remember that tradition when we all gathered at the top of the hour around the cuckoo clock and danced, possessed by the mechanical
By Sam Eliza Green8 months ago in Poets
Sugar-Laced. Top Story - June 2025.
They only know you as ice cream Cold, but not cruel Melting just enough to please ~~~~~ You morph into the flavours they crave:
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran8 months ago in Poets
I Am the King
I am the King. I wear no crown, Yet every wind that stirs the down Of feathered birds or silent trees Must bow before my roaring seas.
By Muhammad Abdullah8 months ago in Poets
Whispers Of Earth
In morning hush, the dew descends, On forest trails where silence bends. The trees awake with stretching grace, The sun lays gold on nature’s face.
By Jacky Kapadia8 months ago in Poets
June Strawberries And Ice Cream
Introduction This is a suggestion from my Muse, who loves June Strawberries with Cream and Ice Cream. The form is a Pantoum.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Poets