The most benevolent outrage ever silenced were the gallant echoes of the mind. In the dreariest of tremors, the tiniest fragment of hope prevails,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
It was fluttering felt deep inside an urge. It was a need, a desire. To be held down, To be claimed And ravished by
By Jennisea Redfield2 years ago in Poets
In the tranquil murmurs of the evening, Where shadows dance in the moon's delicate light, I track down comfort in your delicate hug,
By Kazi Hasebul Hasan Naime 2 years ago in Poets
The unsatiated anger that blinded the sights of glee, In the erratic ferocity of animosity, he pushed away the light that everyone could see.
My keys don’t jingle jangle They’re a tale of tales A web of confusion Sewn to protect what I hold dear A tool A mechanism
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I’ve been the last line to many Just another pretty penny A daring glance A lark A shot in the dark A tree that harkens you to rub against its bark
The simmering terrors of its essence set its fangs deep, Trembling with the exasperation of toil, I tirelessly strive in the endeavours of the promises to keep
Red and purple marks decorate my skin. These temporary tattoos hide under my clothes. Not easily seen but felt. Little reminders of moments of passion.
By Amanda McGuire2 years ago in Poets
Three bodies floating through reality Circling around a center None dare enter For if any one has full control All falls apart
Waking up to the uncomfortable reality I have no peers Or if I do they’re nowhere near We are all scattered across the earth
It is imperative To remember Suffering is not comparative A loss is a loss No matter how much or little the cost may seem to you
What would life be like if someone got to know us The real us The one inside The one we always hide The child that never grew up
