Friendship

happily ever after . Content Warning.
when my time is up, kiss me gently on the forehead but save your tears and thoughtful farewells for when I burn, stand back
By Mikayla Rose11 months ago in Poets
To my wee man
No words can capture What you mean To me and to my heart Since that bless'd day When we first met I knew we'd never part
By Marie McGrath11 months ago in Poets
Here For You
Introduction "Father Figure" is my favourite George Michael song. I am here for many people and some, including my daughters and my close friends, see me as that at times. I always think I am still fifteen but I always make the effort to be there for people when I am needed to give love, advice, comfort and empathy.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 11 months ago in Poets
The Eternal Bloom
Beneath the sky so vast and bright, A seed once slept in quiet night. No voice to speak, no light to see, Yet held within—possibility.
By Amrita Jannat11 months ago in Poets
"SEE"
“Stop worrying about the past. Stop thinking about the future. Just live in the moment and be happy” Life is Now, Today
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 months ago in Poets
"If We Want To"?
“The way we choose to see the world creates the world we see” ‘Love is in the eye of the beholder’. How we choose to see the world
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 months ago in Poets
With A Song
“No matter what yesterday was like, birds always start the new day with a song” This is Lovely to Think about and so True.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff11 months ago in Poets
Love is Like My Morning Coffee
My love, you’re like my morning brew, Strong and bold, yet sweetness too. A sip of you, my heart takes flight, Like caffeine hits—pure love, delight!
By Tale Weaver11 months ago in Poets
The 7-Year Itch
The Seven Year Itch They say it creeps in soft and slow, A silent crack, a hidden glow. The days grow long, the nights feel thin,
By Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
Just friends but I want more ❤️
Just friends but I want more Always the friend, a steady hand, A quiet voice that understands. A smiling face, a listening ear,
By Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets
3/4/25
Falling up to the sky Kiss the moon The swallow’s swoon The clouds cry on the plain Rotting corpses rule the day Shards of the gods wandering aimlessly
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
Weird Or What
Weird Or What Who said I am weird? Look at yourself Counting shadows like secrets, Chasing thoughts you never tell. I wear my colors loud,
By Marie381Uk 11 months ago in Poets