Filthy

When the Price Is Right
When the Price Is Right I sell my body when the price is right not for love not for pity not for anyone’s sweet salvation
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
I Did It for the Money
I Did It for the Money Don’t call me names, love You paid to watch you enjoyed it asi did Red light buzzing bare floor, cracked mirror
By Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
"Whispers to the Sky"
She lifts the flowers to the sky, so wide, As if her heart with them would glide. A scarf of peace, a robe of grace, No sorrow dwells upon her face.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Poets
"The Language of Tears"
In silence born, in silence fall, A whisper rolling down the wall Of cheeks that once held pride so high— Now drenched beneath a weeping sky.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Poets
Smoke in the Shadows
Poetry: In the hush of night, he stands alone, A soul half-lost, in silence grown. Smoke spirals like forgotten dreams, Woven through moon's silver beams.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Poets
"Whispers Beneath the Moon"
On the curve of night, where silence bends, A soul sits still as the dark transcends. Upon a branch that dares to dream, He rides the hush of moonlight’s beam.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Poets
The Tapestry of Life
I. The Dawn of Breath From silence sprung a whisper deep, Where stars and soil in cradle sleep, A breath was drawn, the first of flame,
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Poets
Petals Against the Silence
Petals Against the Silence By Sahil’s Reflection She leans on stone that does not feel, A mask of time, so cold, so real.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Poets
Shared Air
The sound of your breath on the sharp rhythmically placed inhale between twinkling words starts to heighten an awareness inside
By K.B. Silver 7 months ago in Poets
Bluffing
"Can I buy you a drink?" 🍺 💭 ... if I promise not to tell you what I think... 💭 🍻 💭 ... ... ... 💭 ⚡ 💭 You're out of my league.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡7 months ago in Poets
Steward of Darkness
You hold your gaze steadily at a bloodbath, masterminding the horror of foul, gruesome crime scenes. Don’t shudder now you’re a butcher and the champion of grisly murders, for you take the night hostage to perpetrate ruthless, unspeakable evils.
By Val7 months ago in Poets
Stranger
I’m a stranger in a strange land The fan chugga chugga chugs As it blows away paper thugs The world shrugs As we slink like slugs
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets