Family

The Love That Didn’t Ask Me to Become Smaller
I didn’t realize how much of myself I had been folding away until someone finally handed me space. For most of my life, love felt like a performance.
By Imran Ali Shah11 days ago in Poets
I Left An "Eye-Glass" In "Kingston", Right Before You Reach The Church - It Was "Multi-Colored", Shaded - (Purple Ornamented)
One day, I had been walking - and this is a true story! A business establishment - I thought, why don't I just spend some time!
By 365poetry11 days ago in Poets
Maybe It's My Problem Only, I Should Speak To Someone About It - I Should!
I don't have children - they say you must have children! I don't need a child - they say, you must have a child! I have never needed any person, but I understand what happens, " I DO "..
By 365poetry11 days ago in Poets
The cycle of life. Content Warning.
I will always fear when it all goes away, when everything changes. And I must stand tall, stay strong. Life dissolves into nothing more than scraps and pieces,
By Minou J. Linde11 days ago in Poets
beautiful paradox
I am in War mode Confrontation my Drug of choice . Warrior not living in Rome masses But in obscure empire ledge Of sandals and sand
By Diana11 days ago in Poets
"PITHECAN", No Thank You, I'm Another "Andy" In The Making!
Like, first of all - I thought it made sense!? The way it assumes I am not really enjoying great things!? They say great things, it comes with time - I'm no fool!
By 365poetry11 days ago in Poets
I Learned to Live Without Warmth
I don’t remember when love left. It didn’t slam the door. It folded itself small and slipped out through everyday routines.
By Salman Writes11 days ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Dog
The Locksmith’s Dog You heard the clang of chains in the dark You read the tale of the locksmith, the man who welded nightmares into steel. You shuddered at the locksmith’s wife,
By Marie381Uk 12 days ago in Poets
Baking Bread
Delicious food galore found in stores, but the preservatives make my skin itch, nostrils tingle, so homemade is best.
By Seema Patel12 days ago in Poets
Transformation - How To
It is time for the transformation. It is not goodbye, rather a new beginning. There could be a small rally. That is a normal happening, a short delay.
By Andrea Corwin 12 days ago in Poets
Prayers That Go Deeper Than Politics
Prayers for safety, prayers for peace,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast12 days ago in Poets
Raven
Silence gathers in the corners of the room, dust-soft on old picture frames. On the sill, a raven settles, all shadow and sharp outline,
By W. Joe O'Banion13 days ago in Poets