Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
I'm alone, self talk Soft, water walk I drown in the fluid I wake up from the lucid Yet I'm wet, poured by a bucket "It is early enough for plants to grow"
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
In the grand design of destiny’s plan, God molded you with a gentle hand. Every detail carefully crafted, each trait and quality matched. Your laughter, a symphony of delight, filling my life with colours so bright.
By Joe Akagu2 years ago in Poets
Dinosaurs. In the house of honor At the shores of Glory So I heard the story So much like dishonor. Are the ones we voted
By Oluwatelure Segun Joshua 2 years ago in Poets
When you look at my eyes The Sun cries And the Rain dries
In the quiet of the night, when stars begin to gleam, You open up your pages, to hold my every dream. Bound in leather, worn and soft, a silent, trusted friend,
By Lily💜 2 years ago in Poets
The arrow of time keeps pointing forward… or is it? If the gods wanted to for once and for all torment humanity, it would be enough to make them conscious of the trespassing of dimensions. Change. Time.
By Matt B.2 years ago in Poets
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
All I want is to be intimate with you To know all your thoughts and feelings To know the real you To see your scars And remind you of how beautiful you are
The Duty Seated around an old chrome and red table, Sat adults one evening one telling fables. It was a time for sharing they often said,
By Dan R Fowler2 years ago in Poets
The vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode. Abundance in its beauty, the truth of innocence it holds, Nativetey oozing in every breath of its ounce, the beauty of childhood beholds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I am happy Still, I love this eye The gaze sharp as a Bistoury and only mine knows why With an absolute mystery You put me up high
In a land where the earth shook with might,Roamed the giants, from dawn until night.With tails that could sweep and necks that could soar,Dinosaurs wandered from mountain to shore.
By Chinonye Chigbu2 years ago in Poets
