Sitting in my closet trying to befriend the skeletons but they're too busy laughing with my ghosts. The ghosts are jumping on the bed,
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Beneath a sky of weeping grey, a sigh escapes her lips, Elena traces worn armchair, the memory on her fingertips. Rain lashes at the windowpane, a rhythm mimicking her heart,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
Rose colored lenses run in my family, So red flags always looked normal. They were lost to me when I was drowning in a tumultuous sea
This one is for all the dreamers In the bounty existence that we breathe, Crafted with moments, captured by the fulfilled deeds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet cradle of dawn's gentle embrace, Motherhood blooms, a tender, timeless grace. From the first flutter within, a bond unseen,
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
In the grace of his stride, a gentleman's sway, With manners polished, in words he conveys. A tilt of his hat, a courteous bow,
Amidst the echoes of time's relentless flow, I wander, adrift in shadows that grow. Where reality blurs and nothing is as it seems.
The eternal embrace of nature’s cry in the bane of existence How contradictory is the being of humanness in its unfathomable stance,
As far as months are concerned, July is a beast. No other has hosted the repose of some of my most dear. Nothing other than its return brings me back to those days of grief.
By kp2 years ago in Poets
In your existence I felt like home, with your touches I filled the void within my soul, for u I wrote verses of things I wanted to explore, yet who was I in your presence that has always been doomed
By chaimaa alidrissi2 years ago in Poets
Upon the footpath's winding way, Stories weave both night and day, Each step a whisper, soft and clear, A journey told from far and near.
Whispers in the quiet room, Secrets drift through shadowed air, Tales unspoken, laid bare. Echoes of a bygone day,
