Prose

Death and I had a rendezvous. . Content Warning.
Scrambling through my ecstasies, I stumbled across the depths of blue, On my way to my deathbed, I and Death had a rendezvous.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
righteousness. Content Warning.
everyman left in misunderstanding; heard every word i speak, yell, and scream. this everyman never intended to appreciate it.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
The Bridge
Everyone marvels at your beauty and grandeur How you span the gap with such grace They wonder at your strength That is
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Awakening Spring
In dawn’s embrace, the whispering winds play, Heralding the birth of a new spring day. The world awakens with a gentle sigh,
By Samuel F2 years ago in Poets
The Bacon Cat Legging Society
words… Like crumpled balls of paper Torn apart and tossed aside. I lost the keys to the kingdom, so they will never see inside.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
"Whispers of the Soul: A Journey Through Words"
In the kingdom where dreams fly, A tapestry woven with such brilliant words. Through the corridors of thought we wander, In search of truths to call our own.
By Millena2 years ago in Poets
Apathy
Sometimes I feel like my life is wasting away. Like I haven't accomplished anything in my 23 years of life so far. I want to chase after my dreams so badly, but ever since covid happened I cannot force myself to do anything productive. Sure I have fun and party and drink and act a mess every chance I get (that is great fun ngl) but what about my long term goals and happiness? Before I used to blame my laziness; now it feels like there's a million things in my way. Permanently stuck in a rough patch with no motivation and no energy.
By mimito2 years ago in Poets
Moonlit Dreams
Moonlit Dreams The moon casts its silver glow, As night descends, our dreams unfold, Like whispers in the darkest night,
By Sanamdeep Singh2 years ago in Poets
Traces
I'm a tired girl with buckets of feelings, something slippery transcribed on a CVS reciept, Tylenol and a gallon of water,
By Soul2 years ago in Poets
To: all crossed out lines
This poem is for all the crossed out words and lines in my draft poems that never made it into a poem I made a poem just for you.
By T. Licht2 years ago in Poets
ocean eyes
do you see me? we sat by the ocean's edge, your bright eyes gleaming in the intimate gaze of twilight. we sat by the edge, watching the waters dance, listening to the waves' tranquility. a cool breeze ruffled your hair as you absently poked at the sand, unaware of my tentative gaze. you are beautiful, and so is nature, but i never liked the ocean until i saw your eyes.
By choreomania2 years ago in Poets
The Garden of Broken Dreams
**The Garden of Broken Dreams In the garden of my heart, once full of bloom, A garden that was tended with love and perfume.
By Sanamdeep Singh2 years ago in Poets