We have met many people in our lives. Some are still with us; some are gone. There are the ones we have lost touch with, People whom we used to know fairly well.
By Rohitha Lanka9 months ago in Poets
"Life" can be likened to a "book." Every day is akin to a "new page." Each month symbolizes a "new chapter." Every year signifies the start of a "new book."
Forgetting is the only way to stop Don't memories exist in life, my dear? But go back to that memory Don't stay in the past
Mom, listen, Tell me a secret. While playing downstairs, I heard a cat's voice. I slowly got closer and looked. I was surprised. Mom, there's a very beautiful kitten there...
Don't forget...❤️ Don't forget the first day we met... Don't forget the day we first talked... Don't forget everything that brought a smile to our faces...
Sandstorm Stallions They thunder through the sand like gods unbound, Hooves slicing the silence, shaking the ground. Muscled shadows in sun-scorched gold,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
ROUND IN CIRCLES TO GET YOU TO NOTICE ME Round in circles I go each day, trying my best, come what may, but you don’t seem to notice me.
The sun hides As the moon looks at me with adoring eyes My heart betrays me with its lies But my brain keeps me wise to my demise
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Trauma is the spice of life It’s what makes the mundane enjoyable No matter how horrible It’s better being here than there
I realize now As I talk to my girlfriends about my failed relationship and falling out of love, and they order me food without me knowing,
By Mikayla Rose9 months ago in Poets
In the quiet hum of the breaking day, Where shadows linger, yet fade away, I felt the touch of something new, A spark, a light—so pure, so true.
By Masood Zahid9 months ago in Poets
I stumbled first, then lost my way, Each step a bruise, each breath a sway. The darkness wrapped its cold embrace, A never-ending, shadowed race.
