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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.

Falling Forward in the Dark
I stumbled first, then lost my way, Each step a bruise, each breath a sway. The darkness wrapped its cold embrace, A never-ending, shadowed race.
By Masood Zahid9 months ago in Poets
I am an act of rebellion
Tales of long-lost love, where a princess yearns for a man’s plea To be redeemed for her desolation, waiting for someone who sets her soul free.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Poets
Why everyone sounded like something in a sci-fi movie about AI Art
Why everyone sounded like something in a sci-fi movie about AI Art A study of the future of rise, controversy, and mechanical creativity a few years ago. It's everywhere today - from Instagram reels and album covers to graphic novels and museum displays. But what is AI art, why is it a trend, and why does it trigger such a passionate conversation in a creative world?
By Md Asraf Hosain9 months ago in Poets
The Skeleton King’s Redemption
They crowned him king in hollow halls, With jewels black and crumbling walls. His bones were white as winter's breath—
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"9 months ago in Poets
Worthy of the Stump
In line with the recent them the creative agents in my mind have been running with, we follow the life of a magic seed. Springing forth into life and a life worth living. The trials and tribulations it goes through only make it stronger, just as they have done for me.
By Tales from a Madman9 months ago in Poets
The Shape of Grief
Grief does not knock— It enters like dusk, Filling corners with shadows And silencing clocks. It creeps into morning With yesterday’s name
By Allen Rihab9 months ago in Poets
Northern Light
Snowflakes write poems in her hair, Each step a verse, each breath a prayer, She is the fire in frozen air, The quiet grace of those who dare.
By Mr Ali9 months ago in Poets
Apache Indian Love So dear
Apache Indian Love So dear Two Apache Indians fell in love On a beautiful summer’s night. They sat there by the riverside,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Lyrics In My Pocket
I’ve Lyrics in my pocket and I'm caught between the lines No pictures in my locket my self doubt should be a crime I talk to my reflection
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 months ago in Poets
5/1/25
I sit here hugging the ocean And yet I hold nothing Choking on tears of fear Of futures lost Was it just a stepping stone
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
She Stood in the Rain
“She Stood in the Rain” She stood in the rain, not hiding her soul, With eyes like the hush where the thunder won’t roll.
By Kamel Saidani9 months ago in Poets
A love letter to everything I have survived
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Poets