Two Faces I Wear Doesn’t everyone have two faces— A light and a dark one? My light shows family and friends, “I am okay, I brace the storm.”
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
my heart of gold I painted black a chill of cold ran up my back a sense that nothing would be the same emotions flooding
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Burnout But still I can't stop ——————————————————————— This poem form is called a Hay(na)ku. Its a three-line poem that is 1 word-2 words-3 words. Very useful for when you have an urge to write but don't feel like overthinking.:
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
The KeyTo The Door At 21, I got the key to the door, But beyond it, nothing—a hollow core. No heaven, no earth, no sky, no sea,
Under Vanished Sky, a garden grows, A place of people’s most strong and dormant, The wars lost and won, and the land that was torn, Gentle
By Mohit Ranaabout a year ago in Poets
Chin down. Like bowing my head might shield me from their piercing gaze, their judgment circling the mess— This mess I’ve been given called a face.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
I imagine they find my body suspended in the air and at my feet, a note: No Funeral. Too Expensive. The coroner pulls me out of the oven
By Reid Christmannabout a year ago in Poets
After an hour of yawning, it's time to rest my eyes say, I decide it's time to climb into bed and sleep away the stresses of the day.
By Luna Verityabout a year ago in Poets
Entries from my journal are only shared with my closest of friends, so beginning this series was not a decision taken lightly. Concentrations of my anguish, toil, love, ecstasy, and more exist between these pages.
By The Dani Writerabout a year ago in Poets
I walk where the world lies blank and new, A canvas of white beneath skies of blue. The snow, untouched, in its perfect grace,
By Luciaabout a year ago in Poets
We always meet many strangers in life. Sometimes, a casual act of kindness is enough to make some people who are struggling feel full of warmth and strength.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
As my days go by As my months go by As my Years go by Trickling into ever-going river Slowly I realize Simple things are all that matter
By Raihana H.about a year ago in Poets
