Friendship

Just the Same – A Letter to Old Friends [OC]
Dear Old Friends, It’s strange how everything has changed, and yet, in some ways, it hasn’t. Sometimes, I feel distant —
By @QUIETTHOUGHTS9 months ago in Poets
Did they Land On The Moon In 1969…2 Poems
Did they Land On The Moon In 1969 Poem 1 did man set foot on the moon in sixty nine or did they fake it in some desert line
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Pages & Wings
Top of the morning to you all! Rise and shine! The sun is blazing, breakfast is cooking, and the day is ready. I just finished my breakfast and am now heading to my reading corner—by the window, where sunrays stream in, surrounded by potted flowers and a soft, grassy-green carpet. Here I sit, opening my book. Natural light is far better than lamplight, after all.
By Staringale9 months ago in Poets
Paint it Purple. Top Story - May 2025.
I wrote this today from my dreams, life, and tidbits of the news. I was thinking about this topic for hours. Finally, I wrote the song, created a video to add visuals.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 9 months ago in Poets
A Love Story
A Love Story Raindrops are falling, Spreading drops of water. The scent of love is spreading throughout the city, Is that the scent that has the whole city intoxicated!
By Jr. Majah9 months ago in Poets
Listening to Your Sound
I love listening to you talk Telling me your thoughts Going on without a stop or pause I love hearing the joy your in voice whenever you tell me things
By CotardDelusionz9 months ago in Poets
Didn’t Need It
Didn’t Need It I thought I had to chase what everyone else wanted. The big dream, the name the glow of being seen. Tried to speak like them,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
A Room Without a Roof
Animals are conscious. They're aware but do they think like we do? Do they have a constant need to label things? Human beings are the only lifeform with a continuous commentary running through our heads.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡9 months ago in Poets
Let Them Talk
Some people... judge us as what we are From just... what they see a little Some people... speak badly of us From just... what they hear
By Rohitha Lanka9 months ago in Poets
Don't Wait for His Text
Have to wait for days for him to reply to your text. Sometimes when you are texting him... He has his phone in his hand and is texting someone else.
By Rohitha Lanka9 months ago in Poets
Love is love
I’ve hidden myself — yet not really. I am an open book… but a closed door sometimes. Your open heart determines mine. But if you turn away,
By Aesthetic lover9 months ago in Poets
What My Poetry Means To Me
What My Poetry Means To Me I tried it once, then tried it twice, seeing it was oh so nice. Before I knew, it grew and grew,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets