There are moments with you that don’t feel like part of this world, like they were carved from a softer universe where time doesn’t race,
By Zakari Runge4 months ago in Poets
I will run away one day I walk the rooms, They hold my fear, The walls are close, The air is tight. Your words cut deep,
By Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
You Punched Me again Bruised and confused, you hurt me You raised your hand, I felt the sting, My heart sank, Like a stone in water.
Close Your Eyes Don’t Peep at the Peepers Curtains move slightly. A breath against glass. Someone is watching. I feel it like heat.
Shoes by the Door Two shoes stand side by side. Cracked leather, bent at the heels. Their laces frayed, their weight heavy.
A lantern in the dark Lightened by the flame Glowing like a heart That has never felt the pain It sits all alone end of a beaten path
By Raine Fielder4 months ago in Poets
Are You Ready to Deceive Her for Me The room is dim. Curtains drawn tight. You lean forward. Voice low, sharp. She will ask questions.
The Cat The cat walks across the keyboard, pauses, stares like it wrote an email, saying, your life is pathetic, I stare back,
Jumping off the Cliff Top Wind cuts my face. Cliff edge crumbles. Below a dark sea. I taste salt. Shoes off, toes cold.
The River at Dusk The river bends into evening. Its colour dark, its surface calm. Yet always it moves, never still. It carries what it has taken.
The Witches’ Curse Roots gripped bone. Flesh gave in. The bark split open, And swallowed his cry. The water waited below,
I Was a Rich but I Settled for a Poor Man’s Love Silk dresses folded. Pearls in a drawer. A house with no laughter. A heart with no heat.
