After The Argument Why can’t we talk calm and slow Why do we jump, spit, lose control We blow like bombs, no time to think
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Don’t call it gold-digging when you’ve built kingdoms on our unpaid labor— our bodies, our patience, our silence. We don’t want your “good morning” texts,
By Cadma9 months ago in Poets
Terrible things are happening outside. At any time of night and day, poor helpless people are being dragged out of their homes.
The burdens that come always make you regret The bad burdens that you remember in your head It is good to remember the past, even the bad days
By TheNaeth9 months ago in Poets
Look at everything I have accumulated Without any taste
By D. J. Reddall9 months ago in Poets
Grandad Loved his pipe Grandad loved his pipe, he smoked it to relax and think. They wouldn’t let him smoke it in the pub,
You snatch up the keys Steathily try all the cars Not even one works! * Ha! We foiled you, Thief! Those keys belonged to a car
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶9 months ago in Poets
Key mystery solved Enchanted forest unlocked. You are the Keeper. 🗝️🗝️🗝️ ©️Susan Fourtané, 2025 - All rights reserved
By Susan Fourtané 9 months ago in Poets
The sun hides As the moon looks at me with adoring eyes My heart betrays me with its lies But my brain keeps me wise to my demise
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Trauma is the spice of life It’s what makes the mundane enjoyable No matter how horrible It’s better being here than there
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
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.
