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Out Of Reach
Rain-soaked lilac bowers drip Petals and raindrops both. . Shellshocked. Numb. I take it all in, yet nothing registers.
By Danielle Elizabeth Andrews2 years ago in Poets
Nonsense
My sweet dove was it puppy love or forever I never say yes to hug me or sweet pea maybe to first kiss thee xoxoxoxo
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
The worst day
I don’t need a day of prove the two things I know without a doubt 1. I am not worthy of adoration, validation or love 2. I need it like air
By AJ2 years ago in Poets
Debating the Absurdities of Love
I feel wondrously light hearted and free! Oh, you must be mistaken No, really! I'm not. I think I'm in love, you see! Absurd! You must have been exposed to some serious poison!
By Jasmine Aguilar2 years ago in Poets
Fade to Black
(Verse 1) The air hangs heavy, thick with unspoken doubt Dust motes dance in the fading light, shadows stretch out Empty chairs hold the ghosts of whispered dreams
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
'SURVIVAL OF THE TRUTH'. Content Warning.
This is a reflection of a true story in the week of the summer solstice moon upon arrival in LA June 16, 2016. Now I can reflect as I need to sing again, love again, and talk to my angels of light. I rode the train back to LA, through many miles over mountains and deserts. I kissed the ground when I got back to LA.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Unraveling Love
Who am I to learn the language of others, only to use it to foment the seeds of hatred in another? I learn the language of others so that I may speak the words of Love in their ear, and sleep comfortably knowing that they are not only heard, but understood.
By Aaron Richmond2 years ago in Poets
Remains of The Evergreen
This is a love story started from the beginning off mankind, so one of the longest tales, if you love to call this a tale,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
The Naked Truth. Top Story - February 2024.
My thoughts are bare I can’t help but stare at their beauty Their perfect golden hue Leaves nothing to the imagination
By Jennifer David2 years ago in Poets
One Is Greater than Zero
One is greater than zero; do you not agree? So, if one is greater than zero, then why is it that we, Prize days that end in zero, like twenty or thirty,
By Linda Lee2 years ago in Poets
Yellow Rose
A dozen yellow roses is my gift to you to show my friendship with you is true. Yellow is the color for friends. Yellow is a color that is warm.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Gratitude. Content Warning.
In the quiet moments of reflection, Where gratitude finds its gentle inception, There lies a sentiment, pure and true,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets