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Trauma
Trauma is the spice of life It’s what makes the mundane enjoyable No matter how horrible It’s better being here than there
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
To All My Vocal Followers HELP
To all my vocal friends This idiot Muhammadzamankhan has stolen my Top Story I have reported it. Please could you also see below 🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘🆘 The Locksmith’s Teeth "A Dark Poem About Secrets, Silence, and the Keeper of Forgotten Doors" Muhammadzamankhan By Muhammadzamankhan Published about 2 hours ago • 1 min read
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
The First Kiss of a New Dawn
In the quiet hum of the breaking day, Where shadows linger, yet fade away, I felt the touch of something new, A spark, a light—so pure, so true.
By Masood Zahid9 months ago in Poets
Falling Forward in the Dark
I stumbled first, then lost my way, Each step a bruise, each breath a sway. The darkness wrapped its cold embrace, A never-ending, shadowed race.
By Masood Zahid9 months ago in Poets
My Secret Love Is No More
My Secret Love Is No More You made me laugh when nothing could, You looked at me like no one should, I felt like fire, I felt like sin,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
I am an act of rebellion
Tales of long-lost love, where a princess yearns for a man’s plea To be redeemed for her desolation, waiting for someone who sets her soul free.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Poets
Key
It wasn’t iron, nor brass, nor skeleton-jawed steel that turned forgotten rusted locks. It was stardust, forged by time,
By Ellie Hoovs9 months ago in Poets
Teach Your Kids About Nature
You might be misled to believe, it's material wealth, your kids need— but truth is that they need: fresh air, clean water,
By Seema Patel9 months ago in Poets
Queen
They didn’t crown me with emeralds or pearls. They pressed a daisy chain onto my forehead— roots still dripping
By Ellie Hoovs9 months ago in Poets
Thank You, Life
Read on and you'll want to say "thank you". 1. Make life better each year Because each day our lives are getting shorter
By Rohitha Lanka9 months ago in Poets
The Month Of May Comes In
May Comes In May comes in with sunshine, paints the summer’s sky, stretches out the morning, lets the bluebirds fly. Grass wakes up in glitter,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Tale As Old As Time
There was something about his glance - I wasn’t quite sure if it was a promise or a threat. But I could never resist the taste of
By Mikayla Rose9 months ago in Poets