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The Man in the Cake Shop
The Man in the Cake Shop The man in the cake shop served me. I smiled and pointed with care. A sponge with cream and cherries.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Does My Bum Look Big in This
Does My Bum Look Big in This Does my bum look big in this, I ask with a twirl and a grin. The mirror is cruel, but I hope
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Lovers on the Bridge
Lovers on the Bridge They met where stone meets river their voices trembling like oars hands brushed once then clung as if drowning was sweeter
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Too many hopes, too many tears
Too many hopes, too many tears I built castles in the air, with your name carved on every stone. I carried dreams like lanterns into the dark,
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Chasing Fools Gold
Chasing Fools Gold I wanted true love, but chased fools gold. Held it close, like treasure to my chest. It glittered bright, but the shine was cold.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Political Twenty-Eight
You know what I think? This is the Turning Point. We have lost the plot. Be aware... * Thank you for reading!
By Kendall Defoe 5 months ago in Poets
The Laugh of Summer
The Laugh of Summer Morning cracked wide, and the grass wore its jewels. Children ran with open hands. Chasing air. Chasing each other.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
"Us and the sky". AI-Generated.
Have you noticed how the sky changes with the days? How the seasons pass, the weather, and it always changes. It makes me think a little about human beings.
By Sara5 months ago in Poets
Shadows We Choose
Mark and Evelyn had been married for twelve years, bound not only by love but by the quiet weight of their vows. They were not a perfect couple—no one ever is—but they held on to each other through the storms of life. At least, until the storm came from within.
By MUHAMMAD SHAFIE5 months ago in Poets
With My Last Breath
With My Last Breath With my last breath, I will speak your name, a softness lingering in the stillness, a tender reminder of all we have shared,
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
Fallen Angel
Fallen Angel In the shadows where she used to roam, Beneath the glimmer of a silver moon, An angel fell, grace lost, heart turned to stone,
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
The Child Of Tomorrow
The Child Of Tomorrow A child holds a seed in her palm. Small as a whisper. She gazes at it with patience older than her years.
By Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets