Stream of Consciousness

ENFJ "The Charming Givers"
With hearts ablaze, the ENFJ doth inspire, A beacon bright, with empathy's soft fire. They weave connections, souls they unify,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
Motivational poetry
There will be no less troubles in life. You will not have all the time in your life. They will be accounted for in this life When your destination is at your feet.
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets
O Palestine
In the land where olive trees weep, And whispers of sorrow forever creep, There lies a tale of ancient plight, In Palestine's heart, where darkness alights.
By Hassaan Khalid2 years ago in Poets
EARSPLITTING
Splintering pain shattering my skull from the inside out. Pangs of pain spreading through my brain not unlike the Earth's core, hot, fuming ready to release all of its secrets. Pressure building, emotions fueling a fire deep within, steam breaking the seal, quaking, gears grinding, skull splitting.
By Hayley Matto2 years ago in Poets
Looking At The Life
As I sit back and ponder; I can’t help but realise There is so much I have had to leave behind. It was not always a painful experience,
By Nomfundo Gumede2 years ago in Poets
The End
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Moorish
They called us Moorish But in a rush they painted us white So they could stop the fight So we can join their campaign To make the world more right
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Blue Dream
This week I had to make my peace with death I wrote letters to be read in any case of event Wishes and instructions Too stubborn for my own good these are the repercussions
By Ashley Antunes2 years ago in Poets
Emotions
Arisen with no reason, buried due to many reasons, when attempting to burn them out, it's magical the way, they are reborn even stronger....
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
I wish the scars of the soul could be seen
I wish the scars of the soul could be seen The scars that are inflicted deep within the soul often run deeper than the ones that are visible to the naked eye. Pain in its amorous embrace sets its fangs deeper into the crevices of the acts and syllables recorded in its intangible zest. Our heart knows moments that it tries its best to bury inside the depths of its brevity. There is both beauty and severance in the transitory moments of life. It has the most radiant days and the most desperate of nights. There are moments of light and joy and then there are moments of darkness, of hours of plight that behold and bemoan on us for being pure.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Fire Within. Content Warning.
In the depths of night, when shadows loom, And doubts assail, like waves that boom, There lies a spark, a hidden gleam, A flame of hope, in hearts unseen.
By Hafsa Jabeen2 years ago in Poets
Cuffed To Hustle
Work, work, work, work, work, work. No, not quite like the famous Caribbean song. Well, it can be for you, to each his own, right?
By Nomfundo Gumede2 years ago in Poets