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POEM - A Casket Without A Key
Beneath the soil where shadows creep, There lies a box in silence deep. Its edges worn, its hinges cold, A story trapped, untold, unsold.
By Jacky Kapadia7 months ago in Poets
You Never Really Knew Her
Midnight opens a veil that many hesitate to cross, Fear boils within their veins, never allowing their breath to escape, But there’s one who walks the line cloaked in trepidation,
By Colleen Millsteed 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
The End of Love's Reasons
If the love is gone, it's simply gone. The specific details you're still grappling with are no longer the focus of that lost affection. All those past regrets, things he wished he'd done more of, would now be meaningless to him. Stop dwelling on the reasons he gave; what he really wanted to say was that he didn't love her anymore, not to justify the breakup.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 months ago in Poets
POEM - Unstrung
In silent rooms where echoes sleep, A violin lies where dust runs deep. Its strings once taut, alive, and sprung, Now curled and brittle, they hang—unstrung.
By Jacky Kapadia7 months ago in Poets
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could
By Rayyan Joseph 7 months ago in Poets
Love Letters I Never Sent
Love Letters I Never Sent ✒️ By Ali Asad Ullah I wrote you letters you’ll never see, Folded like secrets, inked carefully.
By Ali Asad Ullah7 months ago in Poets
Is Age a Gift, and Self-Love Our Greatest Redemption?
People and things in the world have their time to come and go. We just need to cultivate ourselves to be our best and then wait quietly."
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 months ago in Poets
Timeless Tale
The act seemed inconspicuous enough. In a quaint trinket shop on the outskirts of Teton Village in Jackson Hole, a valley nestled in the shadow of the Grand Teton range.
By Madison "Maddy" Newton7 months ago in Poets
Is Every Goodbye a New Hello?
I've always believed that the beginning and end of a relationship between people should be marked by a ceremony—a romantic start when falling in love, and a proper farewell when breaking up. Later, I discovered that most relationships between people begin inexplicably and end without any warning.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 months ago in Poets
A Week of Poetry, Pressure, and Pennies
I never realized how fast bills could pile up — until I bought a car. We barely drive it. Both my partner and I work from home, and the longest it’s moved recently is from one side of the street to the other for street cleaning. And yet, the expenses? Endless. It’s like the car just sits there radiating financial stress. Insurance, maintenance, registration, mystery fees that sound made up — they all add up, and quickly.
By Umar Farooq7 months ago in Poets
When Life Blocks Your Words, Punch Back with Poetry
Have you ever felt like life just steals your creativity? That’s been me lately. Bills stacking up, endless work calls, family stuff, and somehow, my brain just… shuts down. The words I used to love pouring out now feel stuck, like they’re trapped behind an invisible wall.
By Shafi Ullah Darwesh7 months ago in Poets