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

The Curtain Never Closes
It feels like I'm slowly disappearing through my own eyes— like something inside me is slipping out, quiet and unnoticed.
By Nuhan Habib9 months ago in Poets
The Great Wall Of China. Content Warning.
The Great Wall Of China They built a wall so strong, so wide, It stretches over hills with pride. Stone by stone, they made it stand,
By Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
A poem about your first diary in which you wrote your first poem
Darkness was impaired in its transgression as hope seemed to find its way, A startling realisation, a sight to behold, one might deem to say.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Poets
Let the world burn
Fire, fury — I rise with the roar, Dire, blurry — I crash through the door. Stone, stolen — your peace is a lie, Thrown, golden — your flags flutter high.
By Karun 9 months ago in Poets
Digital Heartbeats
Through morning's golden light, where hope takes a flight. I search for meaning in this vast online sight. Keywords of courage bloom within my soul,
By Karun 9 months ago in Poets
I Loved You in Silence
Some loves don't finish with slammed doors or bitter words. Some loves finish in silence. Not the quiet kind — the heavy kind. The kind that sticks around after someone's gone. The kind that echoes through empty places, through voicemails that never get returned, through memories that still have the flavor of home.
By MD NAYEM9 months ago in Poets
A Dream
When days are dark I dream of Spring of fields lush with songbirds singing trees in bloom and flowers swaying
By Matthew J. Fromm9 months ago in Poets
Poe’tess
She re-visits the room where roses are dead and violets never bloomed. ————————————————————— Authors Note: Plaths Collected Poems were published in 1981, which included previously unpublished works. For this collection she was awarded a Pulitzer Prize in Poetry in 1982 after her she succumbed to death by suicide in 1963.
By Natasha Collazo9 months ago in Poets
Still, I Stay
Introduction We talk a lot about unconditional love, but what does it really mean to stay? Not just in the good moments—when someone is glowing with laughter, kind with their words, or open with their heart—but also when they’re shutting down, pushing away, or emotionally withdrawing.
By Muhammad Adil9 months ago in Poets
In Quiet Corners
Introduction Love is often portrayed as loud, dramatic, and full of passion. But what about the kind that whispers instead of roars? What about the love that stays, even in silence, even when it’s not easy?
By Muhammad Adil9 months ago in Poets
Call It Sleepy Lodge (If You Dare)
Call It Sleepy Lodge (If You Dare) £50 a night. You check in. You change. They call it Sleepy Lodge—if you dare, where windows watch and the silence stares.
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
The End
It was the beginning of the end In a breath he said Make it so And thus it was The archon looked upon all creation And in the sweep of hand
By Atomic Historian10 months ago in Poets