Mental Health

Boundless Mercy
In every dawn, His mercy shines, Forgiving hearts, in endless lines. He lifts the weary, heals the broken, His love a bond, unspoken, unbroken.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
Obesity And Me
Obesity and me Condemned, shut far away from everyday normality, A prison of sorrow, silent tears, Never feeling nice, neat, or tidy.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Council Estate
The Council Estate Dirty house, on a council estate, Kids bored, nothing to do all day Mums on drugs, dads doing time inside,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
In the Midst of Chaos
In shrouded depths of chaos, a monster’s mask conceals, But amidst the darkness, a single flower reveals. Its delicate petals unfurl, an emblem of hope,
By Solomon Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Duplicitous Companion
In twilight's embrace, where shadows twine, Beneath a luminescent, starry design, An apparition lurks, enigmatic and rare,
By Solomon Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Piñata
His life was a monstrously shaped piñata. A dream filled idea fueled by a distant father. Trapped within a body soldered to fit the stigmata,
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Poets
Waste.
It’s getting dark already. Another day is fading slowly, And I sit here having achieved nothing. ___ My days are in a continuous loop,
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
The Fire Within
The more motivated and diligent you are, the more people will hate and envy you. They will continue to deny you, beat you, pour cold water on you, and try every possible means to make you believe: that you can't do what they can't do.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
On Growth
In the lone, wide stretch of Texas plains, Where coyotes cry and sorrow reigns, A young child wandered, small and frail, With eyes wide open, soft and pale.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walkerabout a year ago in Poets
Roots of Love
In gentle arms, a child once lay, Parents watch, as night turns day. Guiding hands, so warm and strong, Their whispered dreams, a lifelong song.
By mureed hussainabout a year ago in Poets
Rock-bottom
I’ve never felt debilitated as i am now. Confined in a collapsing building, I have these bruises and I scream. ____ Expecting to breathe my last,
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets
Bare words
When words get choked, and my speech falters, seized by a stammer, I remember how my thundering voice always, always, echoed faintly just above me, pinned to the walls.
By Marvelous Michaelabout a year ago in Poets