vintage

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

Blaze
You are harder to hold than the sun, yet I cannot help but crave your warmth, how it felt being next to you, but I know the cost of flying too close,
By Daniel K12 months ago in Poets
I got my sights set on you
In your absence, I have spent thousands of lonely hours chopping yew until my palms bled, scorning the world, watching knife after knife
By Daniel K12 months ago in Poets
the little things
A friend once told me, “Take note of the things that augment your existence” And I thought of you— how you took the ordinary,
By Daniel K12 months ago in Poets
love for life
steering clear from marasmus avoiding accidents of all sorts keeping a tight grip on the core of things positive thoughts in charge
By Moon Desert12 months ago in Poets
In English we say
In english we say ... "I miss you." In Poetry we say.. Your words echo in the basketball I tribble, would it rebound?
By Karun 12 months ago in Poets
The Last Storm
The wind howled through the empty streets, carrying with it the scent of rain that would never come. The sky, a dull shade of gray, loomed over the remains of a once-thriving city. Crumbling buildings stood like forgotten tombstones, their windows shattered, their walls cracked by time and neglect. The world had dried up, leaving nothing but dust and despair in its wake.
By Pranshu verma12 months ago in Poets
The Love That Never Was
I traced forever in your skin, but you were never mine to keep. Love slipped through my fingers, soft as whispers, sharp as loss.
By PSYGENIUS12 months ago in Poets
The Enchanted Awakening: When Old Fairy Tales Come to Life
The Enchanted Awakening: When Old Fairy Tales Come to Life --- Poetry Once upon a time, we whispered in dreams, Where magic stirred in moonlit beams. Old fairy tales danced, a forgotten song, Sung by the stars all night long.
By Samson E. Gifted12 months ago in Poets
Walls
Walls work both ways One day you say hooray The next, you can’t stay Because walls work both ways _________________ The photo: Konrad Schumann jumping over the early Berlin Wall.
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
Loving a Ghost
I whisper your name into the night, but the wind carries it where I can't follow. I search for you in songs we never finished,
By PSYGENIUS12 months ago in Poets
Rumi: The Mystic Poet of Love and Spirituality
Rumi’s Early Life and Spiritual Journey Rumi was born into a family of scholars and mystics. His father, Baha al-Din Walad, was a well-respected theologian and jurist, whose teachings greatly influenced Rumi’s early education. Due to the Mongol invasions sweeping through Central Asia, Rumi’s family migrated westward, eventually settling in Konya, in present-day Turkey. It was here that Rumi established himself as a scholar and teacher, following in his father’s footsteps.
By Mr Ali12 months ago in Poets
A Fight in The Dark. Top Story - February 2025.
Reframing my mind a thousand times in one week. Reality splits wherever I go. There’s art defying rating, funny and scary
By Moon Desert12 months ago in Poets