I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Discover your strengths and strive to develop them to their full potential. Appreciate your strengths and believe that one day they will be recognized by someone special.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing3 months ago in Poets
Could Write A Million Words I could fill the night with ink, spill the sky with thought and fire, but even then my heart would whisper,
By Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
Introduction This acrostic is inspired by my Muse who loves the moon as I do, and inspires my words. The music is "Moonsong" by Adrian von Ziegler, whom I use in many of my poems.
By Mike Singleton š Mikeydred 3 months ago in Poets
The wind grieved of waste and want. I kneel among creatures that do not pray, but minister to my fatigued soul. Their snouts deep in husks I would readily feed,
By Natasha Collazo3 months ago in Poets
Watching Butterflies The sun leans low across the garden, shadows stretch and yawn. A gentle wind stirs leaves, soft whispers through branches and flowers.
I never meant to write poems, Iām just tracing my own experience and somehow it reads like a poem I donāt try to be a poet
By Quinn Holm3 months ago in Poets
he comes together from pieces people, places, and so many things collected from experiences an exponential doorknob with the portal that always revolves
By āøjason alanā½3 months ago in Poets
The sun it shines with hope, joy, warmth, and rebirth. Its rays do radiate and allow us to bask in love, not love of one another, or the other, and the other,
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Poets
The Power of Stepping Away (A Poem) Thereās power in stillness, in knowing your place, In walking away from a losing race.
By Khan3 months ago in Poets
You may be far, you may still be healing, but my darling flame, I can still feel you, how can I not when we created such a gift.
By Cryptic Edwards3 months ago in Poets
LETTER TO EARTHāS MOON I write to you from restless ground, Where daylight steals the peaceful hours. Where voices drown the softer thoughts,
