Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Lost to all, this vision, to blur Loose all sense, as slowly I burn Worthless a cause to those who pass by
By Cole Hinshaw3 years ago in Poets
Fire in the mountain Fire burns bright and high all night Water fights the fire
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
Treacherous Ascent Dreams for fuel, doubt for hurdles Fleeting Pride. Descent.
By Emily Rabone3 years ago in Poets
Earth moves by habit. Ground shifts upward; new peaks form. Mountains--tall and proud.
By Jackie Barrows3 years ago in Poets
Dead at the bottom Buried deep in the Earths ground A sad site to see
Not yet reached the top, But the journey is not over. It'll happen soon.
Mountain stands tall, firm Its heart of stone, cold and still But I love with flame
By Arthur Impostore3 years ago in Poets
Wildflowers are great Wildflowers grow and spread fast Mountain spreads the seed
Journey like a Crossroad Blissful Reflection of My Future's Past Yet my shadow still lies within the Valley’s Peak
By Pam Zee3 years ago in Poets
Poem- 004, Rusted Mind Lost in dusk, My mind is just rust. Faded trust… Lost hope, Will it fix? I’d say nope. Lost in dust,
By Kaliyah Myers3 years ago in Poets
Gripping onto the Edge Bright future Awakens At the beam of Sunlight
On the edge of the Mountain top Staring into the peak of my destiny Sunbeam keeps me focused
