Limerick

The Geology of Us
When time has compressed me to stone, and my skeleton’s part of the cliff, the wind will begin its slow work, composing its elegy if.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
Beautiful People
Beautiful people Removed from their land By God’s hand They were forced on to someone else’s land They took their stand
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Poetic Partner: A Man Who Can’t Be Owned By Anything
He owns no chain of silver shine, No master’s leash, no grand design. He walks the world with quiet grace, A little dirt upon his face.
By That ‘Freedom’ Guy3 months ago in Poets
Thomas Inkling. Top Story - October 2025.
There was a guy named Thomas Inkling Who let A.I. do all his thinking This made him passive and dull Ideas drained from his skull
By Leslie Writes3 months ago in Poets
The Flickering Light
It flickers, the light, and it claims To brighten all shadows with flames, But its brightness betrays, Like a nightly death ray,
By Rachel Deeming3 months ago in Poets
Untethered
I’m miserable for adventure There’s lines that stain my brain Like every nation They exist only in our imagination They separate us from our true nature
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
The Pain
If I do not change I only have myself to blame For I am who I am Because of the pain Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
Faces. Content Warning.
With friends he laughs heartily At balls he spins gracefully But at home the tears flow In lines as straight and narrow As the ones his blade draws adeptly
By Chrissy MKM3 months ago in Poets
When Roots Whisper, Branches Answer
I come from soil that remembers the weight of footsteps, voices pressed into earth like seeds. My grandmother’s silence,
By Alain SUPPINI4 months ago in Poets
Hummingbird
With your last breath You became more valuable in death than in life A land left in strife A robotic mourning wife Yet, in the haze of your final days
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
Guardians of the Heart
Be careful with guardians of the heart For they will keep you apart Vexation of supposed protection A misdirection of feelings
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
Ego
I eat myself to feed my soul I roll with every toll Time laid out ahead and behind me Thoughts creating and destroying the fallacy of my reality
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets