Wind has beckoned to move, to some degree, every sentience. Yet even now, widened eyes and an opened heart Peers often right through God, an invisible substance.
By Pōlani Monderen 2 years ago in Poets
We’d rather enjoy our prison of pain Than risk the freedom of love Because we know what the cell feels like Rather than the warmth of their arms
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet hush of morning light, When dawn breaks free from the grasp of night, I bow my head, a humble plea, To thank the Lord for His gifts to me.
By Gurcharan Singh2 years ago in Poets
In the tapestry of shadows, where fear abides, A spectral specter, where courage hides. Phantom tendrils coil, a visceral embrace,
By BrendonJoseph2 years ago in Poets
All this time we have been hunting for a constantly evolving story. I'm in a race. In a state of frenzy. As poison. For the pleasant anaesthesia towards the beginning.
By André 2 years ago in Poets
sausages we all love them even vegans sausages never enough even vegans love them times I've heard the word sausages
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
The feathered boy said: “The day is done The war is gone” The feathered boy said “Amongst the dread Amongst bloody napes
By Octovo Libra 2 years ago in Poets
O! By endless wonders! O! By zealous martyrs! Is what I see to others seen? Have I lived with a fawns eyes? Is this illusive belief?
The series of choices that got me here in life, live in-between living and death. Every option posed to me seems like a double-edged sword,
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
I wanna sing to you I wanna be your best voice All the cards and cords are tired and tied Stretched and unbalanced and wired/weird
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
just can't get out of bed give anymore just think what the fuck why the fuck Just Close your eyes, sleep and rest Rest and sleep, recharge
take a proper gander at the propaganda as it's shoved down your throat through your eyes drying up aqueous humor in your ears
