I became a lemon in your hand squeezing me dry for your enjoyment, then you threw out my remains. letting me rot in misery.
By Alexandria Stanwyckabout a year ago in Poets
I always thought I was strong and free A girl unchained, who held her own key. But as I turned twenty, that strength was a lie
By Lil'Rosieabout a year ago in Poets
Whether your cup be of cider or wine I'll always sing of this liquid divine From malt it is torn From cask it is born And once poured in my glass it is mine.
By Ian Readabout a year ago in Poets
kindness. quiet and shy, it hides in a screen for only my eyes. it's simple and lonely rarer and rarer it flickers and sputters
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
You said I was your best friend, You said you'd stay to the end, Told me that you'd walk with me forever, When my life turned upside down,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
At peace, feeling calm yet struck with anxiety Looking for the light and in it's entirety The path grows winding and my vision is blur
By J. K. Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
In a world of patterns, she found her delight, A love for Toile de Jouy, shining so bright. With its intricate scenes, so gracefully drawn,
By Solomon Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Butterflies were her only trusted friends Fluttering about her, without any ends Graceful creatures of beautiful hue Their companionship was always true
Have you ever had a friend who is sucking the life out of you? We sit at the bar as we talk for hours about endless nothings.
By Bria Lamonicaabout a year ago in Poets
I miss us… The simpler times, When we were young and dumb I miss the innocence Of our times together. I miss that look in your eyes
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️about a year ago in Poets
Friends, Rommi, countrymen, contemporaries I stand tall before you as a man, a crusader purveyor, ab.-.user of words, mispelings,
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
You’ve accused me of burning bridges, but you handed me the match. The fires of all your betrayals, are what caused the match to catch.
By Josey Pickeringabout a year ago in Poets
