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Cold legs walking in summer Evaporates everything until winter Motivates Mankind to rise up (upper) When the sun slept in my bed
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
I am sitting here. I've been walking until I come across this river. Taking a simple walk is so refreshing in the middle of the forest.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Love your heart The feel that wakes you up fast Though life is tough you better trust Smile is must You are winning the test
My keys don’t jingle jangle They’re a tale of tales A web of confusion Sewn to protect what I hold dear A tool A mechanism
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Looking Afar Away off in the distance, I can see it if I squint, Possible futures shimmering, but it’s only a hint.
By Dan R Fowler2 years ago in Poets
I’ve been the last line to many Just another pretty penny A daring glance A lark A shot in the dark A tree that harkens you to rub against its bark
The simmering terrors of its essence set its fangs deep, Trembling with the exasperation of toil, I tirelessly strive in the endeavours of the promises to keep
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
My Saber In the darkness, I stand with blood-stained saber drawn, And keep to myself, speechless, waiting to greet the dawn.
Stay with me time you are the one making me fine You are always mine like shadows hiding in Sunshine Tracks too races
Three bodies floating through reality Circling around a center None dare enter For if any one has full control All falls apart
Waking up to the uncomfortable reality I have no peers Or if I do they’re nowhere near We are all scattered across the earth
In Silence Row upon row within me in silence they rest, Things I need to say, beating within my chest. Some large, some small but important all,
