Stream of Consciousness

heart-armor. Content Warning.
i think i'm dying - Marcus told me to - and i think of me as human, too. i grow like a stoic man's secret chance, so far away, so anxious;
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
The race
Like a lion, we are bold and fierce. A strong spirit of oneness unifies us. With genuine aspiration, we shall conquer all the way, regardless of the number of adversities we may have to contend with.
By Ajayi Olalekan2 years ago in Poets
Who Should Write?
Who should write? who should commit words to paper, memory, history, fame and infamy? all who feel it right, even when it feels so wrong
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Beautiful Morning Company
Enjoying the morning breeze from my front lawn I decided to go on a walk in the quiet streets. Strolling as the wind whipped by hair I took in the sights of the sleepy town. A soft humming reached my ears, turning around I saw little Lily prancing around in the flower meadow across from me.
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
genuine pretender. Content Warning.
a genuine person is capable - no internalized external role. i'm not confused about me; i don't want to be authentic; i'm genuinely not pretending.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
question more. Content Warning.
am i looking for answers or being sarcastic? do i already have what i need? what is more than everything? are you familiar with your range?
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
WOMAN
For Judey's divinely challenging anagram prompt. A meditation on my assigned sex at birth and therefore my assumed gender identity. I don't know if it counts because they aren't all a single word, BUT it was fun to write :) Many thanks.
By kp2 years ago in Poets
𝓢𝐇𝜠 𝙶𐊊ⴸꓰ𝙎 ǀ𝘛 𝘛𝘰 𝝉ℍⴹ𝐄 …𝘉𝕖 𝟊ᴦ𝙚𝝔!
𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠’ 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕤’ 𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕥, 𝔸 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤;
By Madhu Goteti 2 years ago in Poets
Peak of the heat
The hotness We are facing today is like out of a breathing day too hot to think through and enjoy like yesterday's clothes on and off through the day
By Darkos2 years ago in Poets
Heartbroken At Dawn.
There was nothing in his heart, Not a single thought of love, Or warmth in his words, There was just nothing but silence.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
If you want to change your life, read this
The only illness you suffer from is self-doubt, and it will ultimately destroy your career. Imposter syndrome is the feeling of doubting one's abilities and achievements compared to others, even when evidence suggests otherwise.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Hard Time. AI-Generated.
In the shadows of hard times, where despair and doubt dare to dwell, A tale of resilience and courage I long to tell. Through the crushing weight of adversity, when hope seems but a faded gleam,
By AHMED OYEDELE2 years ago in Poets