In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
An old man, reads old books, on a digital screen. The poet second-looks another passing scene. . Nice man turns to menace,
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
If the world you knew and loved is no more Pulverized by plague or war or famine You can slam denial’s obstinate door But it opens, as facts you examine
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
This is for my Vocal Sister Melissa Ingoldsby, her new son who she brought into this world this week, her partner Sergio (Elijah) and her whole family.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
I speak to you (who came before us) not by name selective. I speak to you (and your same chorus) the common man's collective.
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In the tapestry of life, woven with care, Women stand as pillars, solid and rare. With hearts of gold and minds so wise, They paint the world with vibrant skies.
By LASZLO SLEZAK2 years ago in Poets
Oh, radiant moon, in silver glow, Enchantress of the night's tableau, With gentle beams that softly swoon, This is my love letter to the moon.
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
In the caverns of a shattered heart, Where whispers of love now depart, Echoes of laughter once danced free, Now drowned in tears, a silent plea.
In the dance of hearts, we find our rhythm, Two souls, entwined, in love's prism. With each step, a story unfolds,
In shadows lurks a feeling deep, Where envy wakes from silent sleep. Its eyes, a shade of verdant hue, Cast glances tainted, dark and true.
Imagining you is quite difficult Is this prosopagnosia’s onset? A face forgotten suffers an insult What did not coalesce, can we forget?
