Wearing his mark upon my skin a patchwork tapestry of him The bullet holes, their target met the bewitching hour at 2 a.m.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
I want to feel broken, I long to feel used; Dying to feel every cut, every mark, every bruise. * Love is pain, pain is pleasure - blood resembles life in loves abrasions,
By Jollyoddbod Poetry2 years ago in Poets
A heavy burden lifted off your shoulders... You can finally breathe for the first time Because you’re not trying to figure it
By Kya Pereira2 years ago in Poets
Busted Eggs Spilled milk Flour on the wall Sugar on the floor A forgotten order Crack! Another knot A wooden spoon An upset mother
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
I.N.C.R.E.D.I.B.L.E Somewhat Intimidating (I) Is something New (N) Very Creative (C) Have to be Remembrable (R) Really Exciting (E)
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
I speak of authenticity constantly. My faith has shown me what true self-love is. I have learned to let go of who I love.
By Justin Higgins2 years ago in Poets
I woke up again at the same place, There was peace around me, in an empty space. The white walls, the windows, the clothes where they were left.
By Ina Zeneli2 years ago in Poets
From the distance you spot my existence, I am symbol of playful innocence. Darkness can’t hide my joyful presence, in this snowy landscape.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
We stuff our lives with so much unnecessary clutter Chasing distraction to drown out our inner chatter But inner calm comes not from keeping busy hands
By Edison Ade2 years ago in Poets
Is there another way? The only worthy question. The turmoil. The greed. The suffering. A better world exists. Beyond our sins,
By Jouissance2 years ago in Poets
i looked in the mirror today and i saw an adult's face staring back at me more angular than i had thought more worn than i remember
By KB2 years ago in Poets
This is not meant to portray any characters. This is a fiction piece for women in the year of 2024. No representation of people, places, things as this is a fictional piece.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
