The sum of my parts Is comprised of tainted glass An evil born from actions made Long buried in the past The karmic weight like poison spreads
By Vicious Avarice2 years ago in Poets
With heart of gold and gentle, watchful eye, The ISFJ, a friend of loyal grace, Doth weave a tapestry of memory, Where cherished moments find their rightful place.
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
With heart of gold and mind that dwells on past, The ISFJ with duty's flame doth burn, A loyal soul, in whom traditions last,
Among the shadows, where nightmares breed, A presence foul, with a sinister need, Michelle possessed, her soul unbound,
By Forever Midnight2 years ago in Poets
Breathe in. It hurts, I know. You feel the pain pulsing in your rib cage, spilling over the edges of your day and pooling at the bottom of your gut.
By Mezmur2 years ago in Poets
In this world, differences abound, Why do we let hatred resound? What makes fear so pervasive in our hearts? Tearing us apart, keeping us apart?
By R.T. Garner2 years ago in Poets
Louder but Unheard I forgive your unresponsive ways, How my cries, like unseen ghosts, strayed. I've questioned my presence,
By Dr. Eldy2 years ago in Poets
With stoic gaze, the ISTP doth stand, A silent soul, with logic as their guide, Their minds a vault of knowledge close at hand,
With keenest eye the world I do dissect, A craftsman's mind, with logic's hand I wield, Though doubts may linger, whispers I suspect,
dismayed at mirror reflection manipulated by my minds fragility as pen hits the paper and ink hits the page oh how it burns
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨2 years ago in Poets
In the soft glow of the nursery, an unfolding tale, Where little fingers discover their grip without fail. A brave source of comfort lies in a thumb,
By Test2 years ago in Poets
Blessed are the makers Especially those that shakedown the takers In a world full of fakers They are the ones that capture the vaper
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
