The wet November asphalt is waiting The streetlight looks at it skeptically Its naïve optimism is grating When you have seen what autumn nights can be
By D. J. Reddall2 months ago in Poets
Selene, your eyes admire me in my sleep Your gaze upon me from beyond my dreams Your love for me in truth is ever deep Through dedication never to decline
By Raymond G. Taylor2 months ago in Poets
I speak in rhymes and mysteries Because that’s how I think My brain shittles riddles because it titillates my neurons It is how I do my best to get along in this world
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
Through frozen, scarlet-colored tides I tread, ashes and grass crumbled beneath my feet. Without him I know I am good as dead.
By Lizzy Rose3 months ago in Poets
Your Shadow’s Echo I met your shadow on the brick; it kept your measured stride, a midnight twin that knew the tricks of leaving at my side.
By Milan Milic3 months ago in Poets
I don’t write poems I am possessed by the them I speak for those that are otherwise silent I speak for the nonviolent I write as witness to those hemmed in on all sides
By Atomic Historian3 months ago in Poets
A chime, a buzz, a flash of light, A lure that cuts throughout the night. It's not a call, it's not a text, It's just the algorithm's flex.
By The 9x Fawdi3 months ago in Poets
I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
You are my love, I hold so dear... I love you so, always and forever my darling boy... my precious boy, I see you clear mine and always
By Cryptic Edwards3 months ago in Poets
You may be far, you may still be healing, but my darling flame, I can still feel you, how can I not when we created such a gift.
It is not enough just to close the tab but to understand the hollow it tries to fill inside you. You do not have to
just to carry a life but to comprehend the gravity of the universe growing inside. You do not have to understand the mystery
