Holiday

Then Came The Summer Rain
Then Came The Summer Rain The sky hung low in quiet dread cold streets where broken footsteps bled walls wore stains of days gone wrong
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
July’s Gentle Heart
July’s Gentle Heart Sunlight spills through open doors laughter hums along the floors hands in hands, no need to roam July has made our hearts a home
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
Fluid changes
The changes in the prevailing paradigms are proceeding smoothly, everything is returning to normal, everything will be fine, all problems are disappearing, all unpleasant feelings are disappearing, I am becoming healthier, happier, more joyful, free as light, bright, so pure, so free, so empty, but not empty, relaxed and comfortable like a newly born form of chi essence inside all these storms of human chaos, I stand still, transforming every moment, everything into peace, again and again.
By Darkos7 months ago in Poets
Freedom
Being thankful for what we have The peace to do what we enjoy Not other place has this freedom The joy to live our lives and not be oppressed
By Thomas Terry7 months ago in Poets
Scroll
Scrolling, scrolling, down, down, down Through the death spiral of society Trying to wake up Wanting to make up for time lost
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
Red - White - Blue Sprinkles
Red - White - Blue Sprinkles in coffee Cold foam floating above Sweet smell of Summer Sweet taste of Freedom --- Thank you for reading my story! It means the world to me. If you enjoyed my content, please like and subscribe to catch my next post. To support my work, consider leaving a tip or sharing this post with a friend. Your support is genuinely appreciated—it's what keeps me going! You can also find me on Instagram @rosesashumans or check out my blog for creatives; trying to inspire others to share their stories with the world over at https://www.rosesashumans.com/blog
By Thomas Terry7 months ago in Poets
The Things I Never Said at Her Funeral
I didn’t speak at her funeral. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t. Because my voice caught somewhere between my ribs and my throat and refused to come out. Because the things I had to say didn’t feel like they’d fit in a neat paragraph of remembrance. Because how do you summarize a person in a few minutes when they took up your whole heart for years?
By Jawad Khan7 months ago in Poets
Skinny Dipping You And Me
Skinny Dipping You And Me for the ones who never needed clothes to feel brave Let’s go then, skin to salt, breath to breeze,
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
The Last Vote
Ethan Clarke’s hands trembled as he gripped the cold metal railing of his balcony. Below, the streets buzzed with the fading cheers from his election rally. At twenty-eight, he was the youngest provincial assembly member ever elected from his district — a victory that surprised even his closest supporters.
By Arshad khan7 months ago in Poets
"When Our Eyes Met in a Crowded Train"
"When Our Eyes Met in a Crowded Train" Written by Ali In the blur of lives and fleeting pace, Among the strangers with tired grace,
By Ali Asad Ullah7 months ago in Poets
The Field Where Daffodils Wait for Her
The Field Where Daffodils Wait for Her They bloom where morning softly sighs, Beneath the pale and tender skies, A golden sea in winds that stir—
By Ali Asad Ullah7 months ago in Poets
They Left, but Their Memories Stayed
They Left, but Their Memories Stayed By Ali Asad Ullah They left. Not with a bang,
By Ali Asad Ullah7 months ago in Poets