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Poets Media isolates the most poignant, powerful, and exquisitely composed verses and quotes in the universal poetry canon.

In the Ice Bath
Flesh loses feeling, hairs like porcupine needles. Seconds equal days.
By Jacob Sherman3 years ago in Poets
Writers Block
Bent pages, smudged words, coffee long cold as thoughts drift. Finally it strikes.
By Claire Jones3 years ago in Poets
Leaving the matrix
Leaving the Matrix: Breaking Free from a Constrained Life We all have a certain perception of reality, shaped by our experiences, beliefs, and societal norms. But what if this perception is limited by the constraints of the matrix we live in? The concept of the matrix, popularized by the movie trilogy of the same name, refers to the idea of a simulated reality that controls our lives, limiting our potential and restricting our freedom. While the movie may be a work of fiction, the idea behind it is not entirely far-fetched.
By kesav3 years ago in Poets
Serenade of the Silver Moon
In the still of the night, When the world's asleep, The silver moon shines bright, A promise it will keep. With a gentle glow,
By thamee 163 years ago in Poets
Unbreakable Bond
Two souls entwined, in unbreakable bond Bound by love, in a world far beyond A connection so strong, it cannot be torn
By thamee 163 years ago in Poets
𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴
We might just undo The thread—we've been forever. Time to leverage?
By Ángel Sierra3 years ago in Poets
Windswept Jane Eyre
My dearest Jane, Have you submitted your art to any masters for appraisal? They would be mad to not give you the highest bids to such a talent as yours.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
When I'm a Millionaire.
🔠 When I Succeed, I’ll help as many as I can see… When I Can’t See, I’ll Trust in him, Who in which I believe. Set me Free
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Poets
You Can't Judge a Book
You Can't Judge a Book By it's cover But neither can You cover a judge With a book Unless the book Is a foldy-out one
By Riparian3 years ago in Poets
The Promise of Spring
In winter's icy grasp we wait, The world around us frozen, But deep within our hearts, the fate, Of springtime's promise chosen.
By thamee 163 years ago in Poets
EnjoyTheBedFeeling
Seems I have been writing poems for a bit longer than I thought. This is the original text from the Seven Days In post The thing is it's Saturday tomorrow so this is a distinct possibility for all of us. And I need some music to go with it, and I think Kites by Simon Dupree and The Big Sound (who later morphed into the excellent Gentle Giant) but be a perfectly ethereal way to wrap this up. The video is something I took at the Washington Kite Festival in 2010 which I went to with Fiona, my friend Nicky and her children Sharné, Alisha and Donovan
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
Enchanted Night
Silent and still, the night engulfs A moonbeam melody, its magic unfolds Whispers of love, in the rustling leaves And the symphony of dreams, it weaves
By thamee 163 years ago in Poets