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Lists of the best poems and poets from every genre; collections of poetry from the romantic to the reflective, dark, satirical, nostalgic and more.

Echoes of a Silent Heart
Introduction: The Sound of What We Never Say Silence has its own language. It lingers in the spaces between words, in the pauses where our hearts ache but our voices fail. A silent heart does not mean an empty one—it means a heart that carries longing so heavy it cannot always be spoken aloud.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Poets
Shadow Love
It is not the kind of love that stands in the daylight, loud, unashamed, clothed in roses and golden vows. No— this is a love that lingers
By Zakir Ullah5 months ago in Poets
The Garden That Grows Where I Break
They told me brokenness was an ending. A failure. A scar that sealed shut and left nothing behind but silence. But I have learned this:
By Alain SUPPINI5 months ago in Poets
Walking Through A Place That No Longer Exists
Everything is Different. That is the Thought that has been going through my head the past Few Days. I have been Working on a Path of Growth and Cultivation for so many Years Now...
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)5 months ago in Poets
The Astronomer of Lost Moments
He sets his telescope not toward the heavens, but inward— to that secret firmament that stretches behind the ribs, between thought and silence.
By Alain SUPPINI5 months ago in Poets
Word For The Day
An AI Summary: To enhance your vocabulary, consider today's dictionary word for September 1, 2025: Word of the Day: "Ephemeral" Defined as lasting for a very short time. Often used to describe fleeting moments or temporary experiences. Commonly associated with nature, like flowers that bloom briefly. Can refer to trends or fads that quickly fade away. Encourages appreciation for the beauty in transience. Used in literature to evoke themes of impermanence.
By Denise E Lindquist5 months ago in Poets
Instructions for Leaving Yourself Behind
1- Begin by standing still. Feel the weight of your name, your face, your history—how it clings to your shoulders like a coat you’ve outgrown. Notice how it itches. Notice how it pulls.
By Alain SUPPINI5 months ago in Poets
A Dictionary for the Days That Don’t Exist
They say if you cannot name a thing, it disappears. But some feelings refuse to vanish. They hover at the edges of language, restless, waiting for a word to contain them.
By Alain SUPPINI5 months ago in Poets
The Poet’s Bench
M Mehran In the heart of Willowbrook Park, near the old fountain where children still tossed pennies for wishes, stood a weathered wooden bench. Its paint had long since faded to a pale gray, and the carved initials of decades of young lovers ran across it like secret graffiti. Yet, in the evenings, the bench came alive with words.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Poets
The First
You were the first The first I could trust with my heart Now the world is tearing us apart And I don’t know what to do
By Atomic Historian5 months ago in Poets
Craft is key
Keep the drive straight with confidence to embrace everything you once feared. Justify the will power in moments of uncertainty that guide passion into presence.
By Marcus Hill5 months ago in Poets
Years of slavery
For years, I served you like a slave. For years, I helped you with everything I could and know how to do, but now, my dear friend,
By Darkos5 months ago in Poets