Gratitude

The 70’s
The 70’s The rhythm of the world spun in neon light, A time of freedom, and dreams taking flight. Guitars strummed loud, drums beat so strong,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Time Heals All Wounds
Nothing can heal the past more than time. When faced with a relationship that has no ending, the best attitude is to be neither humble nor arrogant, but calm and gentle.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
How Much Rest Of My Life?. AI-Generated.
Introduction Life often feels like a race against time. We're constantly rushing, planning, and worrying about what's next, but how often do we stop and ask, "How much of my life am I truly living?" The question, "How much rest of my life?" isn't just about how much time remains but also about the quality of that time.
By Muhammad Nadeemabout a year ago in Poets
Cruel
Isn’t it cruel My stomach’s empty But my head is full Full of foolish ideas Of freedom Of peace We’re all out here Just trying to get a piece
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Accustomed
This season can catch me by surprise As tinsel tears fill up my eyes Unwrapping thoughts of past goodbyes Adorning the tree with ties that bind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Fall Leaves
The leaves have all left, abandoning the branches that fed and housed them. They warm the roots of the trees now, insulating them against frost and snow.
By Isla Griswaldabout a year ago in Poets
Snow in the Sunlight
A bead of water slowly slides down a glistening icicle, melting in the sunshine after a frosty night. Drip, drip, drip go the gutters.
By Isla Griswaldabout a year ago in Poets
New Beginning
I am a timeless creature Advancing through parallels Inter dimensional travels Eluding Time’s grasp Reaching for stars Bouncing amongst planets
By Moni Staxxabout a year ago in Poets
The Mirror. AI-Generated.
Before me stands the silent witness, a quiet frame, cold and clear. It stares back with steady stillness, revealing all that I hold near.
By Luciaabout a year ago in Poets
The Gift of Togetherness
The Gift of Togetherness:A Reflection on Love, Gratitude, and Holiday Harmony A Holiday Reflection The streets aglow, the season near, Family gathers, hearts sincere. Gratitude hums in whispers low, Friendship's warmth in faces shows.
By Vijay Vermaabout a year ago in Poets
A Change of Course
Not all companionship is called "love." They may also be lonely. Not all people who leave are malicious. Because they also have the happiness they want and can strive for it.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Important Things
Brick, chimney flame, chicken chili and steam. Fogged glasses. My ballcap. * His couch cushions, leather. 1 ladle, 2 spoons. 2 dogs, 1 bowl
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poetabout a year ago in Poets