Love that gives freedom to each other... But must trust each other enough Love that requires time for each other... But sometimes, when you are busy, you must understand
By Rohitha Lanka9 months ago in Poets
My old friends are so goofy and good My new friends are trendy and cool My old friends making me smile when I’m sad My new friends pressure me to smile for the camera
By Im lil jim bob9 months ago in Poets
Farewell.... The moon, bound throughout the world, lingers throughout the dreams The sun has torn apart, the heart has become a wish
A wife exposed her husband's plan to marry another woman. In response, she dyed four eggs, One each of four different colors, and brought them in for him to eat at dinner.
Clackers or Ker-Knockers 1970’s Toy In schoolyards where laughter rang, Two balls on strings would loudly bang. Clackers in hand, we’d swing with might,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Silence on vocal.media, Why is no one liking my poetryor Or commenting much anymore? It’s been a few days—everyone has gone.
Questions compound as experiences expound; forgetting, as we traverse down the stalk, what we are made for, what we search for.
By Chaia Levi9 months ago in Poets
Honey Days Bees fly low across the grass, Busy wings as hours pass. Dipping deep in bloom and bud, Fields are sweet and thick with mud.
Roses by the Wall Roses bloom along the stone, Red and gold and pale alone. Climbing up with gentle grace, Sunlight brushing every face.
Bye Bye Baby They played our song, Bye Bye Baby, as he stepped onto the train, a wave, a smile, a brave salute, I blinked back tears in vain.
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Poets
Up in the sky, we fly so high, With the world below and our dreams nearby. The blades spin fast, the wind blows light,
