Friendship

Echoes of Hearts
In the garden of connection, emotions bloom, Where love's whispers dance, dispelling gloom. A canvas painted with hues profound,
By KhunchaiZX992 years ago in Poets
Dear Ego,
Dear ego, I am tempted to start by saying, "Hello, it's me." That line worked millions for Adele, but I doubt it will work for your pride, my dearest.
By Ivy Brownie2 years ago in Poets
Super Tuesday Scramble
Super Tuesday, a urgent day in the American political race, was tossed into a free for all as insight about a far reaching blackout on Facebook and Instagram cleared the country over. A large number of clients, anxious to interface, offer, and remain informed, were met with a disappointing "association blunder" message.
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
A March Afternoon at the Reservoir
The trees are still a sea of shivering gray bones, only the evergreen needles show signs of life down here beneath the cloudless sky. It's not spring yet,
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Poets
The Soldier and The Slave
Author's note: This scene follows on from "Devils Amongst Us?" The chains felt cold in Naythan's hands from the bitter chill of the winter air around them. He didn't let them slack in his grip, but he did hurry his footsteps. It wasn't exactly the cold, nor even the orders of Lor'kan that caused his haste. Naythan didn't need to see or turn around to feel the burning red eyes of the Dryad he had chained burning holes into his back. It sent chills up his spine and he tried, but failed to suppress a shudder. He just shrugged his clothing tighter about himself and tried to make it seem it was just the winter air making him cold.
By Tomos Jackson2 years ago in Poets
A Love Letter to My Best Friend
Not with roses, nor with lace, But with words I write this space. For a love that's true and kind, A bond of friendship, strong we find.
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
The Power of Quiet Moments
The beauty of human connection is often overshadowed by the chaos of our daily lives. But recently, I shared a moment with my brother that reminded me of the magic of true connection.
By Danibrezy2 years ago in Poets
Devil’s Been Talking Bad
I Someone's been talking about you Behind your back; Someone's spreading lies about you Like an old time hack. Someone's been saying things
By Conrad Ilesia2 years ago in Poets
Fact vs illusion
Fact and illusion They are the same but ain't the same, they are different but they are the same " What started fake ain't get ever genuine"
By Sofiane Illyah 2 years ago in Poets
Streets of Remembrance
“Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” — Pablo Neruda ( 1904–1973) Along dawn-kissed streets, echoes of our past
By Dr. Marie Grace2 years ago in Poets
Eternal Echoes: A Symphony of Love
In the realm where stars do softly gleam, A tale of love unfolds, a timeless theme, Beneath the arch of heaven's endless night,
By Ibrohim2 years ago in Poets
The Public Payphone
Alone I stand, a relic in the park. My chrome skin gleams, a tarnished silver tear, Where once I pulsed with voices, far and near.
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets