Friendship

In every breath, you're here
In the quiet of the evening, I see you there, in the shadows. So, can you tell the difference, between Heaven and Hell,
By Lungisani Ngcobo2 years ago in Poets
Art
Kings come and go But art speaks to the human soul Art is immortality This poem was inspired by a friend asking the question, “I'm good at art but does that even mean anything at the end of the day?”
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Sight Unseen
Once in the little, quiet town of Willowbrook, settled between moving slopes and murmuring backwoods, she carried on with a young lady named Eliza. Eliza was known for her comforting grin and good nature; she was consistently prepared to help anybody out of luck. Despite her euphoria about helping other people, she conveyed calm trouble, a yearning for an affection she had never known yet frequently longed for.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
The Great Weight-Loss Fiasco
I started on Monday, and my mission was so clear. To shed all the pounds I'd gained through the year. With carrots and lettuce, I filled up my plate.
By Hashan chamara2 years ago in Poets
I Think I Could
i think I could love you And the way you hold your hands when you kiss me How you smile when you catch me watching you I think I could
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Those Eyes That Don't Smile
I see you Smiling away Trying to make everyone around the table happy Constantly cracking jokes Being sarcastic Trying very hard to be witty
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
My Sweet, Don't Kick the bucket Some time recently Me
My Sweet, Don't Kick the bucket Some time recently Me My sweet, don't pass on some time recently me, For I cannot bear the thought,
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Poets
Twin Troughs Suez and Panama Canals
Twin Box: Suez and Panama Channels The sun cast a brilliant tint over the immense territory of water as it rose, welcoming the two fantastic accomplishments of human design: the Suez Channel and the Panama Trench. However isolated by huge numbers of miles and various scenes, these two waterways shared a typical bond, for they were the help of worldwide exchange, twin boxes interfacing far off seas.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
Don't
Hey, darlin’ — times are good, I’m feelin’ tir’d, But that’s not new. Been tired since I lost you. I hope you’re waitin, waitin on me,
By ThatOne_Girl2 years ago in Poets
Hope is a Deadly Game
In shadows, danced fears, silent and stark, where courage met whispers of the dark. Within the storm, a silent battle waged
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
Knowing
I've been worried sick Not hearing from you Knowing you're struggling Knowing I can't help But not knowing what is happening
By Rene Peters2 years ago in Poets
Time Bomb
You asked for my opinions Showed me that you care Treated this like something real I don’t remember falling at all Then you handed me a time bomb
By Nick Queen2 years ago in Poets