"Whispers of the Wind" • Wind whispers across fields and ancient stones. • Carries stories of old and new skies. • Dances through tree leaves, carrying secrets.
By Al Mahmud Hasanabout a year ago in Poets
Ideas fly by me Like margaritas In the blender In the race against time I am the slowest contender Distractions surround me
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
I'm so incredibly stupidly Sensitive Anytime you see me you'll probably see me In the depths of overthinking Catch me if you can
By Joshua Hessabout a year ago in Poets
Can’t sleep Oh what a fright To be up in the middle of the night Without the slightest tingling A little sensation Of sleepiness
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
You asked today if I felt I was a monster. I honestly didn't know how to answer that. My brain relates so well to Frankenstein sometimes...
By The Schizophrenic Momabout a year ago in Poets
Well, well‐ I see you're back, again. Sooo- What now? Is this what you expected to see? No? Wow... So, how does it feel?
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
I’ve heard people say this hundreds of times over now, “It’s going to be a lifelong process.” Is this what they meant when they said it?
By Tressa Roseabout a year ago in Poets
*Reader be warned: Deals with severe anxiety* Daydreaming the newest, imaginary saga I weave between the trees. Twirl and spin, on squishy grass.
By Jennifer Lorraine - Bloch McGeeabout a year ago in Poets
CandleLight In the soft glow of a candlelight’s embrace, Shadows pass by gently, a flickering grace. Did you know, that Humpty once sat on my wall,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
grab me by the horns and shove me into the arena i am not your gladiator, and yet the flashes of red you tease me with make me snort and brace to charge
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
I need to get my act together When I met her It was like pulling a lever My brain was prehacked before we met I didn't know what to do
Red sails in the sunset Red sails in the sunset float, So many aliens spread germs with no antidote. My knees ache like my broken heart;
