Mental Health

Self Ideas; Secrets Unburied
The stranger stares and asks ''Who are you?'' Huh, well, what do you mean exactly by that? Do you wish to learn about all the ideas I truly think defines me,
By YonathanJ2 years ago in Poets
It's All Been Done
Sometimes I feel like Everything that can be felt, has been felt Everything that can be written, has been written Everything that can be done, has been done
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Poets
My Happy Little Tree
She’s my happy little tree Blossoming into her personality I get down to play with her I’m her horse crawling on my hands and knees
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Fairy Garden
They are found dancing on a midnight clear, Not giving any attention to sadness or fear. Always happy to spread some joy wherever they please,
By Toby Heward2 years ago in Poets
Reflections Within
In the stillness of the mind's introspective gaze, "Reflections Within," where nuanced truths blaze. Deep within the recesses of thought's embrace,
By Unkown Me?2 years ago in Poets
Dwindled time
To forgive is for whose humanity? Certainly not mine. Forgiveness runs but like sands of time, And to which I have none for you.
By Josie Del Valle2 years ago in Poets
We no Longer Shall
I have spent quiet sometime grieving. Healing, musing, experiencing. Taking in each and every step, harvesting lessons brought before me. Musing on the choices and outcomes. Waiting.
By Josie Del Valle2 years ago in Poets
Ships Lost at Sea
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
(No) Patience
I was blinded By the sight of The demise of My freedom I was trying Not to die here I was lying To feel numb I thought this would be the answer
By zoe frenchman2 years ago in Poets
Of Machines and Men. Runner-Up in #200 Challenge.
I have no goals for 2024 Ahh, you recoil I already feel it, as I pen these words Why? Does that thought offend you?
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
The Thing
Almost there, surely, I’m almost there - Being a little better at guitar, or learning to make Candles will be the thing to do it;
By Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago in Poets
The Cracked Teacup
It's time for the first Author Avengers piece of the year! This month's prompt was selected by Author Avengers founder, Lou Yardley: A broken teacup, carefully mended with gold, becomes a symbol of resilience and hope. Due to some time and energy constraints this month, I opted for some free verse poetry over a prose piece.
By Kelsey Clarey2 years ago in Poets