Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Storge love I've understood from infancy to adulthood Eros love that alluded me until I hit my twenties Philia love that has gone
By Paul Stewart12 months ago in Poets
The cat was on the prowl Not a creature was stirring Not even a mouse Because the call was coming from inside the house
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
1. You didn't just leave- you took the version of me that believed in love. 2. I don't chase ghosts, but somehow, they always find me first.
By PSYGENIUS12 months ago in Poets
Bluebirds War Haiku Bluebirds in the sky Over the cliffs of Dover War is over now
By Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
A building - St. Mary's Cathedral - with holistic context and the Truth, are elaborate buildings even congenial? Surely, cathedrals are awe-inspiring,
By Rowan Finley 12 months ago in Poets
babes she found in the wilderness lying abandoned, harsh the elements deep in unforgiving woodland the wind it whistles as she howls
1. I thought love was forever, but forever is just a word. People say it so easily, until they walk away. 2. You used to be my hero.
The phone chimed, jolting me awake. I picked up and saw a glimpse of a bleak existence, That belied my mortality at its stake.
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Poets
The river hums a quiet tune, A song it’s known since silver noon. Through bending reeds and mossy stones, It sings of secrets never known.
By INFO INSIDER 12 months ago in Poets
In our palms resides a tiny glow, An oracle of life—a bright, humming bow, Whispers of worlds within our hands, A mobile phone, guiding distant lands.
By Hania12 months ago in Poets
Sifting through dirt. Transforming emptiness into fullness. Art must exist at the crossroads surrounding the city,
By Moon Desert12 months ago in Poets
In every gesture and face, there is a reference to the past, interconnections with the lost space. I wonder where existence lies
