It began so quietly, a murmur, a sideways glance, a shift in the air’s temperature. Something small, something slick,
By Marvelous Michael2 months ago in Poets
who are you out in the field, walking and digging with the Canadians? I cannot place you and I surely don’t want to insult you -
By Andrea Corwin 2 months ago in Poets
Sedate me Suppress my hate Enough for me to be just okay Because I want someone to love me Fool me With an illusion of control
By CotardDelusionz2 months ago in Poets
Soil and its roots could teach a teacher how to reach. Branches and their leaves could preach to a preacher on light to seek.
By Us2 months ago in Poets
Staring at a river Watching my memories go by So many where I cried Not many where I felt alive They're all blurry
Tormented by conflictions I'm ripping at my eye lids So they won't block my vision Next is my skin Indent every sin
Your mother gifted me a candle in a gold jar. The wax smells like soap that I cannot afford. A warm glow flickers through the marble glass when lit.
By Claire Gilliland2 months ago in Poets
My fingers tasted of memory— salted with the past I never meant to keep, soft with the echoes of moments I thought I’d outgrown.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets
Sometimes my loudest moments were the ones when I said nothing at all— when my thoughts trembled in my chest, too soft to rise,
I used to be the friend who stayed after the party to stack everybody else’s sadness into neat piles. I called it love.
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
I am quite sure you are not out there, now How could you be? This is not a real home It is a rather sordid waystation Between oblivions
By D. J. Reddall2 months ago in Poets
Feeling no self worth A shadow of myself What have I become A beacon of pain A stained canvas for your projections A dark reflection
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
