I used to feel bad for what might happen to you Then you showed your true self And I realized who you really are You’re just another scar
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
(The headliner photo is AI created with Leonardo.Ai) Hi Officer. License and registration, please. Did I do something wrong?
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
was it a dream I made up in my head was it all that it seemed or made-up things that I read did I dream you dreamed of me
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
What can I say what can I tell Tell you my story might as well Certain things I will not mention So you know won’t ring the bell
By Haychie_Artist2 years ago in Poets
The good creatures are well-known in each environment at least known by Mother Earth and most of adults and children You need to discover them and explore each corner to luckily and naturally find them waiting for You to communicate to connect with their unique way
By Darkos2 years ago in Poets
In the cadence of life's symphony, Where moments blend in harmony, There lies a truth, profound and wise, In routines that grace our daily ties.
By Solomon Walker2 years ago in Poets
She lit my fire with her spark, a flame that danced and flickered in the depths of my soul. Her presence, like a gentle breeze, stirred the embers of my heart, awakening a passion that had long been dormant.
When life hurls curve-balls your way, And you teeter on the edge of dismay, Embrace the challenge, let wisdom guide, And watch as your spirit soars, far and wide.
I recall those days, Rubbed the stubble of our father, Why was coarse, Thought and may be overthought, Touched my face yes touched,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
Delusions dance, oh what a ride A voyage to realms the mind implied Illusions weave, reality aside But how do we decode this slide?
Rain and our love story In twilight's tenderness, we find our place. Where raindrops kiss the earth with gentle grace. The sky, a canvas painted shades of gray,
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
I cannot be that person. I'm not asking that of you. Then I don't know what you want. All I want is you. But can't you see you don't?
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
