Stream of Consciousness

A Mirrored World
There Was a time for playing army There was a time you went away There was a time for glory Where the soldiers drifted Heros of a war
By Ocusan M2 years ago in Poets
The End of Us
He said to believe through all the bruises I told me have faith through the fear Whatever you long for You will not find it here
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Taking off The Rose Colored Glasses
Rose colored lenses run in my family, So red flags always looked normal. They were lost to me when I was drowning in a tumultuous sea
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Elevation
I have been in "Hermit mode" for the past few months. Deep-diving into who I want to be, and what I want to do next. Oh, the joys and lows of self-discovery!
By Nomfundo Gumede2 years ago in Poets
Presence
I remember the feeling it gave me. I can sense the ancient senses. And as I dream of its future, my muscle tenses. - I recall the emotions.
By Rachel Steinmetz2 years ago in Poets
Isle of Patmos
The decay of our affection was the bane of my felicity. A minuscule script for you. Exiling me to the bare discovery
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
Dawn
Starlit moments caught in the breeze are filled with echoes of memories captured in the dark where only the moon can see.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
To all the dreamers
This one is for all the dreamers In the bounty existence that we breathe, Crafted with moments, captured by the fulfilled deeds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Panorama
The rooster crows, a rusty alarm, Sun peeks in, chasing morning's calm. Mama's pot sings a steamy song, Of yam porridge, thick and strong.
By Igwe Treasure2 years ago in Poets
The Laser's Eye: A Poem on Construction's Guiding Light
No longer tape and plumb bobs guide, A crimson eye, the future's tide. The laser scans, a silent sweep, Capturing details, secrets deep.
By Matt Sharon2 years ago in Poets
Read when you begin again
Welcome back, I saw you were having a hard time with something, even if you wouldn't tell me what it was. You handled it really well! See, you're smiling now but not that fake smile you gave me for the past two weeks every time I asked how you were feeling. Yes, I noticed. No, I'm not mad. Well ... how are you feeling?
By Joe Nasta | Seattle foodie poet2 years ago in Poets
Teens Fall in Love, People Fall Out of Love
So why didn’t Romeo leave Juliet? What if Juliet cheated—would Romeo still fight for love? Demented love. The love of your life might be betraying you for someone else. So why does Mona Lisa profess false love? Does Romeo believe her?
By Marcelinus Apakhade2 years ago in Poets