When the Night Forgets Itself The night once forgot itself, and dawn arrived too soon. The stars blinked, startled and lost,
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Bruised in the Mind’s Corner She wears her smile like borrowed light, a flicker that hides the tremble beneath. The world calls her strong,
Her Mind a Tired River Her memories fade softly, like sunlight through lace, names slip away but faces still linger. She talks to her late husband,
The Sea That Never Slept The sea kept murmuring secrets to itself, long after the ships had gone. Its breath curled around the cliffs,
Paper Hearts and Hollow Rooms We built our home from paper hearts. They fluttered when we spoke too loud. You said love was a fragile thing,
In the attic’s hush, she found it— a lamp, tired of silence, waiting beneath her grandfather’s dust. ****** No smoke, no thunder—
By MUHAMMAD SHAFIE4 months ago in Poets
As I’m slowly getting older I am the shadow of the man I used to be, My bones are getting weary And I’ve got a problem with my knee.
By Calvin London4 months ago in Poets
We all set sail at dawn boat and promises polished til gleaming, sails full of hope. I once believed in the horizon. We prayed to the wind,
By Lolly Vieira4 months ago in Poets
When I Grow Up To Be A Man The street is cold and smells of smoke, the stones bite through my toes, I watch the carts roll past the doors,
The Flower that Forgot the Sun Once I was a burst of light, A wild bloom on the edge of air, I opened myself to every storm,
The World Is Afire The world is afire — the dust will settle slow, and we will all transpire into the dawn’s new glow.
By Xanthe 4 months ago in Poets
Salt on the Shoreline The sea remembers every secret. It whispers them back in the language of waves. I walk where the tide has been kind enough
