we were out to find the night to find what the void hides things we've known the whole time that it's too late to come back
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
My thatch house is slowly coming apart. The roof is deteriorating. Even though I renew the grass, I wish God could provide me with an appropriate job.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Gentle whispers sing Silent Breeze ancient brings World in stillness rests.
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
something that means something something that makes sense something that isn't this something that is made of dreams, maybe
from up high the wise owl lurks, observing the forest at night. he sees subtle movements, and in the dark remains hidden.
Beneath the cerulean veil, where waves embrace the shore, The ocean sings its ancient song—a symphony of more. Its depths conceal both wonder and sorrow, A canvas painted with shades of tomorrow.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
In fleeting moments, I wonder what might have been. The past forgotten and the future I have seen Now my back is turned in silent ache,
By Jess S2 years ago in Poets
In the haziest of evenings, when the world feels cold What's more, the heaviness of your battles feels difficult to hold Realize that there is a family holding up with great enthusiasm
By Noonaj2 years ago in Poets
At a waking age Choice lie ahead The future captivates the heart Need support, sheltered in arms Quarter life crisis Destiny at 25 to 30
By Emil indw2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet moments of despair, When dreams seem so distant, life so unfair, Through it all you're not alone, face your struggles, your strength will grow.
By Alecia Harriott2 years ago in Poets
In the embrace of passion, the soul finds it's fire Encouraging the journey, pushing higher and higher Obstacles stand in the way, doubts abound
Your past does not define your future, Every day is a fresh start to get it right. Though shadows linger from before, You hold the canvas, you hold the brush.
