If I met God on a public train, this is what I think God would say. "Hello, God—how's it going?" "It's going fine, babe… but where are you going?"
By A.K. Treadwell about a month ago in Poets
He Who I Value, Love and Hate I see him standing in the doorway of my days, holding pieces of me that I never meant to give,
By Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
We sat on opposite couches, But it always felt like two buildings across a narrow alley. Your stories lit up your face
By Milan Milicabout a month ago in Poets
My roots live deep beneath my skin, quiet, steady, holding stories I never fully tell. They are the hands that raised me,
By Kashif Wazirabout a month ago in Poets
NEIGHBOURS HAS ENDED I watched them grow with me through every passing year, from the days I rushed the shopping just to make it home in time,
A Different Breed of Woman She rose from fire with quiet grace, a steady breath that would not fade. Light traced her skin
Oh my king, return to Zion, your throne. Since my youth you have been my home. You took me in and gave me land to own.
By Jesse Leeabout a month ago in Poets
The World Without Them I learned to leave, what never stayed, what never knew my real heart. I held the truth, longer than needed,
An infamous saying goes, “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” It means making the best out of a bad situation. Lemons symbolize hardships, lemonade for resilience. But what if life gives tangerines? What do we do?
By fleeting.serenicsabout a month ago in Poets
We have known each other for years, First sharing our hopes and fears, We grew very close over beers And late nights with friends.
By Noah Glennabout a month ago in Poets
she airs laundered whites in the welcome light stretches her toes into the chilly soil raises raw hopes to a spotless sky
By Martina Franklin Poole about a month ago in Poets
My Rejection From Love I opened my heart and it shattered, every hope falling like shards of glass. The words I whispered were not enough,
