The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Even the old habit of stopping at the corner stand Came to a halt. I’d started each day with that tea, Lapping up its earthy energy. Then a bright chat
By Atrayu Sweet2 years ago in Poets
everyone handles the stress differently. call your mom, and your brother, and that one friend who wasn't ever close to you just to feel like you've finally got the story straight.
By l.j. swann2 years ago in Poets
I watch a little bumblebee buzzing, crawling, circling our tree while mild warm breezes playfully mess with your hair touching me.
By real Jema2 years ago in Poets
Every step leads him deeper into the unknown, Casting shadows of doubt upon his weary soul. Lost in the vast expanse, he longs for light,
By Rudolph Lingens2 years ago in Poets
Eagerly, the laughter comes like bubbles through the curls at her shoulders. Lively skips on the footpath, interspersed with questions, always questions.
By Michèle Nardelli2 years ago in Poets
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
every word has an undercurrent of ancestors humming ‘cause we will not be kept under the light of the North Star. We are invoking
By R.C. Taylor2 years ago in Poets
Ask me in December to Sing songs from my guitar and Kiss you like I mean it // Merge my taste with yours Every secret safe
By Christy Munson2 years ago in Poets
Ever spinning celestial bodies look down on us from above Curating our precious numbered days and sleepless nights Life too short to waste on performing for the sake of others
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
Every careful brush stroke counts, Colour your world beautifully, Live and enjoy every single day. Insightful thinking creates beautiful things,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
eyes always went to her first caught by her powerful feminine charms looking through me like I didn't exist it stung, but I never felt envy
By B2 years ago in Poets
