Gratitude

Ten Seconds Before the Train Arrives
Ten seconds. The station smells of rain-soaked concrete and old newspapers. Somewhere down the track, metal wheels hum like a distant storm. The display says Arrival: 0:00, but the train hasn’t yet broken through the tunnel’s mouth.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Poets
Scenery of Society
Julio, every summer you come back and make me relive these tortuous memories. Julio, do you remember the day you almost drowned? I do. Julio, I can't escape your punishment. Julio, I want to know why you cursed me. Julio, I remember our difficult times before July, when we couldn't start over.
By Ca$imuz6 months ago in Poets
Signs and
Here we are again. No words that can describe this... So just enjoy it! “Then God said, “Let there be lights in the firmament of the heavens to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs and seasons, and for days and years;”
By Colleen Walters6 months ago in Poets
Take A Chance
I live in a country of contradictions, No two places ever exactly the same, There are miles to travel, open roads to explore,
By Colleen Millsteed 6 months ago in Poets
Crayon My World
Crayon My World Crayon my world a rainbow bright each shade a promise in plain sight the red of mornings warm and true gold that spills as day breaks through
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
5 Emotions I Turned into Verses
1. Joy A sunrise spills gold on my skin, and I drink it like a long-lost friend. Every laugh feels like a lantern, lifting the night from my chest.
By Fazal Hadi6 months ago in Poets
A Little Girl Was Born Today
A new bundle of joy A new baby girl, oh boy Grandma loves her already haven’t met her, but I’m ready to go to the hospital just as soon
By Denise E Lindquist6 months ago in Poets
Honour Every Commitment
“The most important person to keep your promise to, is yourself” When we keep a promise ‘to ourselves’, we are building up that confidence and belief
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
'Transformation'
“We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty”
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
Own Your Life
“It’s your road, and yours alone. Others may walk with you, but no one can walk it for you” Our journey in life is unique
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
When the Ink is Mine
When the Ink is Mine I set my voice upon the page where ink remembers every age the paper waited still for me to shape the words that needed free
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Contemplations
even if they seemed like just a morning flame with the hardest surface on fire first, later just fighting to exist, and now coming closer to you looks like the peace is in there and the new order is already reordering everything that need it just like that just for now a luxurious way of yours that put one in the deepest state that lasts and lasts and it bring you back to life at One time
By Darkos6 months ago in Poets