Elegy

"Crimson Confessions: Blood of the Heart"
"Crimson Confessions: Blood of the Heart" In the depths of the soul, secrets lie, Crimson confessions, where truths vie.
By EDWARD LIKONDI2 years ago in Poets
"Ethereal Elegy: Mourning the Sunset"
"Ethereal Elegy: Mourning the Sunset" As the sun dips low and daylight wanes, An ethereal elegy, a mournful refrain. Colors bleed across the evening sky,
By EDWARD LIKONDI2 years ago in Poets
Best poem of all time
In a yellow wood, the roads diverged, and I, one traveler, stood facing a dilemma. Unable to travel both paths, I contemplated the choices before me. One stretched enticingly, fair and grassy, claiming the better claim, while the other, worn equally by passing feet, lay in leaves untouched by steps.
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
First Born
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Fragments of Love. Content Warning.
In the caverns of a shattered heart, Where whispers of love now depart, Echoes of laughter once danced free, Now drowned in tears, a silent plea.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Intertwined Souls. Content Warning.
In the dance of hearts, we find our rhythm, Two souls, entwined, in love's prism. With each step, a story unfolds,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
The Green-Eyed Monster. Content Warning.
In shadows lurks a feeling deep, Where envy wakes from silent sleep. Its eyes, a shade of verdant hue, Cast glances tainted, dark and true.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
SOLDIER'S MOMENT
SOLDIERS MOMENT/ SOLDIERS LAMENT written 10/20/2016 How long have I lain here..? Am I really dying? Not more than a few minutes' worth..
By Victor Mendez2 years ago in Poets
Menu of Life
The primeval soup, served in a Petri dish You can slurp it down, but you cannot finish What evolution brings to the species fetish
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Lunar Lament
In shadowed woods where moonlight softly gleams, There roams a creature of the darkest night, A beastly form that haunts nocturnal dreams,
By Yunah Fan2 years ago in Poets
You-6
Where is four Oh, it is locked in a drawer Waiting to be opened How long will it stay there We will just have to wait and see
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Ground to Dust
Licking at the facade Worshiping a nameless god Only to realize All efforts will be forgot Break your back all you want
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets