My Love, Days feel like dry autumn leaves without you, Every moment falls apart, piece by piece. I keep my window open every night, Hoping the wind carries your footsteps to me.
By ANITA12 months ago in Poets
I dreamt, I dreamt, the strangest of dreams. Two foxes meet on a London street, Full of confidence, supreme. Consuming a carton of fried chicken, complete
By Raymond G. Taylor12 months ago in Poets
Come over here and have a look Don’t worry, it’s not a spook The surprise is very nice It’ll make you say, Ah, twice 🧚
By Mother Combs12 months ago in Poets
Coffee dates with friends Late night talks with them Home-cooked dinner with family Random topics with them You savor the feeling
By Ann ☕️12 months ago in Poets
You taste like garlic bread, even with that little blob of toothpaste still stuck to your sideways grin. But I’d always let you kiss me,
By Cathy holmes12 months ago in Poets
I WISH we'd meet in heavens bright, Where stars don't fade and days don't fight. We'll dance through skies, hand in hand,
By Komal12 months ago in Poets
In school where books and lessons stay, Two hearts met along the way. She was quiet, full of dreams, He was free like flowing streams.
By Witness Love12 months ago in Poets
Did I know you yesterday Did I Know You Yesterday? Did I know you yesterday, Were you a part of me? Did I know you yesterday,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
What’s the best gift we could buy? I ponder, clueless and sigh… In our dark broken world Love’s beauty gently unfurled…
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
I ask if you want some tea, You smile and say you should get going. "Of course, of course," yet somehow, the kettle is put on anyways.
By M. A. Mehan about a year ago in Poets
The real monsters are those that hide in the shadows The bean counters and profiteers That leave nothing fallow The ones that fight to destroy everything from the rear
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
I write songs for the broken hearted Those that believe love has departed I write poems for those That no one knows I write tales for those that no longer believe in glory
