Ode

Dream's Odyssey
My mom is a teacher so my first dream was to be one Who helps children sing ABC and start to count from one I thought that it was really cool
By Ann ☕️11 months ago in Poets
A Simple Ode to Women's Hard Work
Each day starts with a promise, A quiet strength in every stride. Hands that work and hearts that care, Building dreams with gentle pride. Through early dawn and sleepless nights, You rise to meet the call. Simple words, strong actions, Lifting up one and all. In every task, in every smile, Your hard work lights the way. A steady force, a caring soul, Turning struggle into day. Keep walking, keep shining— In your work, hope finds its art. For every bit of effort made, Is a victory from the heart.
By Anky11 months ago in Poets
She is a Garden . Content Warning.
She is a garden Sprouting, growing, blooming She is rising from the ground, and everyday fighting off those who would come to feast on her
By Mikayla Rose11 months ago in Poets
Nosferatu’s Lullaby
Hush, my darling, night is near, Shadows writhe and whispers leer. Moonlight drowns in inky tide, Lay you down, let dark abide.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin11 months ago in Poets
A love letter to all my beautiful women out there
Enclasped in the beauty of feminine, the world awed at her glance, In the mirth of her joy, the conundrums of empathic dualities started to dance.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
Carnival of Ruin
Under the sickle moon, they gather in haste, To feast on the agony, to savor the waste. A carnival of broken bones, Where laughter echoes, but not in tones you know.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin11 months ago in Poets
Smoke before F1re
Smoke before f1re Smoke meanders, unlike flame. Tentative tempting gestures of convection, Tease rather than lick the substrata for consumption.
By Paul Beckett11 months ago in Poets
3/4/25
Falling up to the sky Kiss the moon The swallow’s swoon The clouds cry on the plain Rotting corpses rule the day Shards of the gods wandering aimlessly
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
"A DYSTOPIAN NIGHTMARE DREAM". Content Warning.
I dreamt this nightmare in 2023. I had all these visuals in my head for a week. I decided to create my dream as we are now living in a dystopian nightmare. I confess I added the visuals with rainbows, dancing, and as people laughed and smiled again.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 11 months ago in Poets
The New River
The railway near, Chug-chug-chug is what I hear, Up the steep grade the train goes, Where it will stop, No one knows, The mountains are neat,
By April Denise Stuart11 months ago in Poets
I drunk texted my ex
Prompt- It has been a long night of tequila shots and you pull out your phone seeing your last text, message him again Hi Ari
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
Oh, the Snow! The Snow!
March has arrived! Hurray! Hurray! Yet winter still lingers, refusing to stray. The sun glows above, but the air stays cold,
By Xine Segalas11 months ago in Poets