I Married The Devils Son Beneath a lot of lightning he got down on one knee, my inner voice was calling he is the devil’s child, Jenny.
By Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
I Put Viagra in His Tea What happened next astonished me I put Viagra in his tea what happened next astonished me the teabag went stiff, with an awful whiff
I visualise you lying on my bed, No words spoken, none need to be said, I hold you close in the comfort of my bed, My imaginary girl
By Calvin London8 months ago in Poets
The pyre was built from paper dolls that called themselves men egos fashioned of papier-mâché thin skin that came apart
By Ellie Hoovs8 months ago in Poets
Chalk Dust and Skipping Ropes We carved our worlds in concrete squares with chalky hands and sun-bleached hair feet bare or scuffed in worn-out shoes
A Morning Magpie Thief I caught him again, that black and white thief, with the beady eye, and no shame to speak of. He darts in,
You think you see pain— but not from a hard life, but by, perceptions… Cracks that grow unseen, from others’ thoughts, impressions
By Ramberto Torruella8 months ago in Poets
The Honey Pot Of Luck I keep it close, this jar of gold not for sugar, not for show but for the way it seems to hold a kind of pull the old folks know
The Girl Who Killed The Bees She was nine when she found the first hive, buried deep in the brambles behind the shed. A slow hum, low and golden,
An apotropaic prosaic mosaic Founding member of Melancholics Synonymous Happiness taunts us As our ego haunts us A dauntless existence of seeing all and none at once
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
people ask what happened a lot And my response every time is the same, You did something wrong and I’m trying to cope Followed my a gulp of whatever I’m drinking
By Bev8 months ago in Poets
Your voice and that sweetness melts me and my madness Your foot steps still knocking my head Oh gods take me instead Hope is my lie
By Karun 8 months ago in Poets
