My phone is charging, and it seems the notifications have returned. A rhythmic ringtone jingles. And here is 'Colossal.'
By Pauline Fountainabout a year ago in Poets
What Is A Poem A poem is a dance of words, A melody the heart has heard, A whisper from the soul’s deep core, A rhythm that forever soars.
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Scandalous Tale The paper crackles, fresh and bold, A story of scandal, raw and cold. A model’s name, in black and white,
Real Eyes, Realize Lies Real eyes see what’s true, They know when lies come through. No mask can hide the truth, Real eyes always know the proof.
Money she spends Money burned her fingers, She would spend, spend, spend, No thought of tomorrow, No care, none to lend.
The Poet Grandmother With a glint in her eye, mischief untamed, A poet at heart, her soul never framed. Her fingers grasp pencils, ideas take flight,
Burning Thoughts At night, something’s burning in my head, My thoughts disturbed, a burning dread. Juggled, I can’t sleep at night,
People Who Are Fake I see fake people, hiding behind smiles, Their words are empty, their truth runs miles. They say what’s needed, they fake what’s real,
Shake Hands with a Snake Two men in suits, the deal is set, A handshake firm, no signs of regret. But one has a snake coiled around his wrist,
Prove Them Wrong They said you couldn’t, you wouldn’t, you won’t, Their doubts like shadows, their words a taunt. But deep inside, your fire burns strong,
Walking around in this world is like being 5 wearing my father's suit Yea it looks cute but we all know that it doesn't fit
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
There’s criminals that wear masks And criminals with guns But if you ask Who does the most damage It’s the criminals in suits and ties
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
