Sonnet

Love Language
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Menagerie Of Myth
Introduction I haven't written any plagiaristic poetry for a while and I think we all have favourite mythical creatures because of stories that we have read, legends we are told, and pictures and statues that we see in churches and castles. Let me know your favourite.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
A Poetic Tale of Unspoken Affection
Explore the world of love's unspoken language by taking this beautiful voyage. "Whispers of Love" delves into the subtleties of love that flourish in silence and the elegance of words left unsaid. Accompany the poet as they decipher the enigmas of love, concealed in the core of the heart, and uncover the profound feelings that surpass words. This moving essay embraces the ability of silent gestures to convey the most profound feelings and encapsulates the subtlety of love.
By Creative Chronicles2 years ago in Poets
The Cult of Mnemosyne
Contemporary education seems To emphasize mere memorization; Which pulverizes the quixotic dreams Of those who cherish real comprehension
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
With Due Regard
As much as work describes me I resist its total claim. It's one book in the library with others in the frame. . It's not that I resent my work
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
~ The Prayer!~
~The Prayer!~ I don't know what to pray for? I don't know what words I need to say? I don't know what I'm supposed to think,
By Jennifer Cooley2 years ago in Poets
In a world of broken pieces
In a world of broken pieces, where edges make their mark, where the space between increases til the differences are stark.
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
Mother Student
Rocks fall on my brain, being a student and mother. I wonder if I will ever graduate, I feel lost sometimes. My mother is insane, she thinks you deserve a brother.
By Diani Alvarenga2 years ago in Poets
Oops side down
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Scar on My Hearts Ears
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Da Capo
What do disasters teach us to value? Consider the culture COVID has made: Comfort and safety and normalcy new For them, many would through hot lava wade
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Symphony of the Earth. Content Warning.
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets