All the times I wanted But never took the chance Created a hole inside me Death to self-expression. Everyone wanted me to change
By Courtney Ann2 years ago in Poets
I learned a long time ago to keep the anger locked inside of my head in a cage stored in a cave of the catacombs, where I keep the dead
By Le L2 years ago in Poets
where do i go traveling down this road paved with my broken dreams, broken heart and broken soul carrying this baggage has become an overload
Acorns abound on the ground Baking bread makes a wondrous sound Cooling cookies crackle and pop as we Drop more doughnuts in oil
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Sitting here Pondering life All it’s struggle and strife Wondering if any of it is worthwhile Wandering through this wilderness
I see you for what you are The magic you hide from the world A magic that only those pure of heart can see You try to hide it
While I wrote this as a poem, I was thinking of a melody as I wrote it, I consider it's cadence as read to be thought of more alike to those of song lyrics than a traditional poem.
By Tommy Ballard2 years ago in Poets
Self promotion is the worst It’s rowing against the ocean Not just one tide Fighting every fish It’s a free for all
Numbers trickling down pages A song of sages Machine elves dancing through our minds Yet, there is nothing to find An enigma lost to time
Authors Note: This poem is very clearly inspired by a song from one of my favorite artists. My goal is for them to find it organically, and see how much their work inspired me, and continues to inspire! So please share it!
By Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic2 years ago in Poets
I often sit and ponder What’s in a dollar Not what is it made of But what it makes for us Often it’s very little And it’s only getting smaller
and we've been running up the same hill just to taste it bittersweet caught a feeling don't you waste it even so, if he goes, you
By Cali Loria2 years ago in Poets
