Sonnet

Worthy?
A hammer A sword in a stone A thrown waiting to be taken To be conquered by the forsaken To be shaken loose But it is you that must choose
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Always in the Red
I say the root of all money is evil Fertilized with blood meal and unchecked greed Debt infested, feasting like a weevil Did they know what would grow, planting that seed?
By Sean A.2 years ago in Poets
Searching
A code in a book From a cephalopod god People roving the streets As ravenous dogs Devour the holiest of ours People scour to and fro
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Dark Side Of Love
In the fiery depths of Hell, there lived a man named Lucius. Unlike the demons and malevolent entities that surrounded him, Lucius had a soul that yearned for redemption. He longed for a chance to break free from the chains of damnation and find a glimmer of light in the darkness that engulfed his existence.
By Scott Lewis2 years ago in Poets
The City of Love
Where the youth ages in the spirits of eternity, Grows in the specter of fondness that never dies, The aspect of beauty cannot keep its lustrous eyes.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Chronoviators All
The notion of time travel seems most odd An exotic, even absurd idea; It must take a genius or a god To understand it and win latria
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
From this pool of promises
From high anticipation swells a reservoir of need. In relentless expectation dwells avarice and greed. . With accumulated envy
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
Tides Of Love
Are You Ready to Finally Meet Your True Soulmate : Once upon a time, in a coastal village nestled between rugged cliffs and endless waves, there lived a young sailor named Alex. He was a skilled navigator, known for his daring adventures and tales of the sea. Every evening, he would sit by the shore, gazing at the horizon as the sun dipped below, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink.
By Scott Lewis2 years ago in Poets
I Went To The Bathroom
A few words about inconvenient deliveries when you are esconced on your convenience. The song I included is "Toilet Love" by Wayne (now Jayne) County and the Electric Chairs
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Ragnarök
Shall I compare thee to a winter’s night? Thou art more ugly and less temperate; Lethal to all things is frost’s bitter blight
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
The Wanderer
Behold!! The Wanderer Traveling the stars Both near and far What does it know It’s just a brain in a jar Come to inspect our world
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Brain Worm
You’re my personal brain worm No matter how much I move Or squirm You stick in there You live in the house under my hair
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets