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I write poems that go unread Sometimes because I forget them before they escape my head Other times I write them But hide them instead
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Here come the hard times Here comes the return of the archons The harkening of our death Not the death of people But the death of our nation
Oh Christmas Tree Oh Christmas tree, with branches bright, In the glow of soft, warm light, Your needles whisper tales of cheer,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
As the autumnal change readied the world for winter's cleansing Gunpowder On the breeze, the strong scent of readied gunpowder and treason
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
Pixelated images Salvaged moments long since past Nothing feels like Christmas And the years fly by too fast Looking out the frosted windows
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
A Man I Knew A man I knew, with charm so rare, Possessed a key, a treasure to share. With each soft word and tender glance,
Pit Brow Lasses In the cold dark pits where the coal dust lies, Beneath the weight of darkest skies, The pit brow lasses toil, their faces worn,
The Dragonfly Glimmering wings in sunlight’s gleam, You dance upon the silver stream. A flicker bright, a wisp, a spark,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
This must be the cure your laying hips offer that lying lips can’t. You reawaken my dying desire, killed by hands that once felt like love.
By Lazywriter41about a year ago in Poets
You want a story of hope? Of innovation? Are you tone deaf to what’s happening in this nation Are you completely unaware of the situation?
Never will we Forget In silence we remember, On this special day, those who fought for freedom, In a brave and noble way.
Parasites infecting my brain Crushing my soul Causing my heart to strain Making my eyes roll Parasites Crawling everywhere
