I know they're bad for me But I can't resist They're my escape from reality My coping assist I light and inhale The smoke fills my chest And I feel a rush of relief A moment of rest A break from the mess
By Just Phemi 2 years ago in Poets
I can't like squirrels. I try but I can't. It's just not in me. They meet with my disapproval In everything they do. I dislike their hijacking ways,
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Upon this rock I sit still as can be, Waiting for inspiration to fall at my knee. None shall befall me if I let my mind astray,
By Toby Heward2 years ago in Poets
The balance of the heart and mind. In the dance of light and dark, we find, A chance to mend, to keep on spinning. With every dawn, a new beginning,
By Pam Zee2 years ago in Poets
“How the hell did I lose that fight?” Was a phrase that I heard last night. My mate just could not win the match, He kept begging for COD to get a “patch”.
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Poets
* it started off easy enough the goal was to just get through Monday don't know why it's always so rough there's something off about that day
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Mouthy mouthy gossiper, Turning ones head all about, Doing nothing good for society, Never listening, just running at mouth.
By Ashley Shiflett2 years ago in Poets
I created a little banshee, Who screams all day and night; My little banshee, She gives people such a fright! I cuddle her,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
In a room where minds ignite, A beacon stands, a guiding light. With wisdom's touch, and patience vast, A teacher's role, unsurpassed.
On a rooftop at twilight, bathed in the moon's glow, a girl named Luna has dreams as they flow. She searched for constellations with wide, curious eyes, whispering stories beneath the starry skies.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
