Blackout

Love Reveal
I Have So Much Love To Give You! The truth is always hidden in the context. But still my heart may be broken, but I will always love you.
By L.I.E8 months ago in Poets
Scroll
Scrolling, scrolling, down, down, down Through the death spiral of society Trying to wake up Wanting to make up for time lost
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
Fragrance
Like fragrance, it kept spreading wide, Like memories, it stayed inside. The night passed slow, soft and low, Burning like fire’s gentle glow.
By Ameer Gull8 months ago in Poets
POEM - The Weight Of Splendor
Beneath the sky of burning gold, Where dawn unwraps its hues untold, I walked alone through morning's fire, With heart both heavy and desire.
By Jacky Kapadia8 months ago in Poets
When a Photo Blinked
I didn’t plan to cry today. It was just a regular day, one of those quiet ones where you move through your home not really thinking about anything important. I had my phone in my hand, like always, just scrolling—maybe looking for something, maybe just passing time. I wasn’t even sure if I was going to eat. Maybe I meant to. Maybe I forgot.
By ibrahim khan8 months ago in Poets
Love Story. AI-Generated.
Love Story Once upon a time, there lived a Boy and Girl But, alas, they were not the same They strayed apart But somehow they always came back
By Ali Asad Ullah8 months ago in Poets
Love in the Rain. AI-Generated.
Love in the Rain Once we met cloud kiss the sky, Raindrops falling, you and I. Without umbrella, only your hand, Going slowly to close, like fate had planned.
By Ali Asad Ullah8 months ago in Poets
Good Morning Poem with a Love Sweater 💞
🌅 Good Morning Poem with a Love Sweater 💞 In the hush of dawn, when dreams still cling, I hear your name in the robin's sing. The sunlight tiptoes through my room, And warms the silence, lifts the gloom.
By Ali Asad Ullah8 months ago in Poets
The Secret Room Where Our Love Still Breathes"
The Secret Room Where Our Love Still Breathes" There’s a room they say doesn’t exist— No window, no key, no name on the list. But I’ve walked its floor with trembling feet, Where shadows hum, and lost hearts meet.
By Ali Asad Ullah8 months ago in Poets
The Last Vote
Ethan Clarke’s hands trembled as he gripped the cold metal railing of his balcony. Below, the streets buzzed with the fading cheers from his election rally. At twenty-eight, he was the youngest provincial assembly member ever elected from his district — a victory that surprised even his closest supporters.
By Arshad khan8 months ago in Poets
The Field Where Daffodils Wait for Her
The Field Where Daffodils Wait for Her They bloom where morning softly sighs, Beneath the pale and tender skies, A golden sea in winds that stir—
By Ali Asad Ullah8 months ago in Poets
When Life Blocks Your Words, Punch Back with Poetry
Have you ever felt like life just steals your creativity? That’s been me lately. Bills stacking up, endless work calls, family stuff, and somehow, my brain just… shuts down. The words I used to love pouring out now feel stuck, like they’re trapped behind an invisible wall.
By Shafi Ullah Darwesh8 months ago in Poets