You seem irritated Irritated by my words Irritated by my presence Irritated by my actions And honestly, it's kinda fun to see you irritated
By L.I.E10 months ago in Poets
Note: you may not be aware of this, but many in the American conspiracy community believe that the seventeenth letter of the alphabet is connected to Q, which is:
By Kendall Defoe 10 months ago in Poets
Just because we grow adult, we don’t have to bury, the inner child, a part of our vast subconscious. As we swim in the stress ocean,
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
It arrives unsolicited — creased into thirds, no return address, just the cold autumnal weight of a name you almost forgot.
By Ellie Hoovs10 months ago in Poets
A Wicked Man Haiku Freak you disgust me You bruised my world took my soul God will whip your ass
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
The Broken Glass In every piece of broken glass I saw your eyes Frightening me deep wicked cold I also felt the ice the coldness of your frozen heart
I’m not healing to be better for you. I’m healing to come home to me. There was a version of me who waited at the window.
By Bridget Ametepe10 months ago in Poets
-*- Just passing by, not looking up, and you still direct my daily routine. Neither a word, nor waving a hand, and I still expect yourself to be keen.
By Alex Torres10 months ago in Poets
They say no one is born dysfunctional - we're just blank slates, clay to be molded by loving hands; but I've been witness
shakin out the cobwebs just to find somethin to say rollin like a celeb in my beat-up chevrolet always thought that I would make it
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 months ago in Poets
I’m going to talk anyways You can ignore me But can’t keep me quiet Hope I'm annoying Leave me on read Or don’t read it at all
Just a little passed the kettle popcorn, rainbow pasta and jars of pickled things I didn’t know you could pickle, I was minutes away from meeting her.
By Natasha Collazo10 months ago in Poets
