Friendship

Vacancy in Their Eyes Cries the Heart
Where did you go, friend? Inaccessibility. Emotionally.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
~Love Find Your Way!~. Content Warning.
~ Love Find Your Way!~ Love, Find your way... So I can show you what I have to share, Let me kiss you Gentle, Let me kiss you kind,
By Jennifer Cooley2 years ago in Poets
THE WAIT, THE RETURN.
The elderly woman was sitting on a worn-out rock, her skin scarred with the passage of time like parchment roasted in the sun. The youngsters of the fishing town whispered to her that she carried pearls of knowledge, stories weaved from the secrets of the sea and the moonlight. Her name was Matilda. I, Aliko, went in search of a pearl for my own broken heart today.
By CONSTANT AKPAH2 years ago in Poets
Kindred Spirits
In the dawn's embrace, our spirits entwine, "Kindred Spirits" in a love so divine. Feathers of grace, a bird takes flight,
By Unkown Me?2 years ago in Poets
The Bookshelf
I’m standing in front of a bookshelf. It’s a beautiful wooden ornate one. One row is completely full, while the others are empty. There doesn’t seem to be any titles on any of the books but each is a different color.
By Lindsey Lugardo2 years ago in Poets
cheap entertainment on new years’ eve
he told me about how he got high for the first time on New Years Eve which was why he stopped responding to my texts at 11 pm
By Huan Huan 2 years ago in Poets
Save the sight
Save your sight Is it left or right I can't fight My left heart is fighting with the right I just don't know which is right
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
Love's Journey Through Success
In the embroidery of life, where dreams and expectations adjust, There sprouts a bloom, sweet and heavenly. Love, the compass that guides us through,
By Sathishkumar S2 years ago in Poets
Abecedarian Creek
A babbling brook careening down every
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Dream or Not?
I woke up, I talked to my friend, There was a misunderstanding, I confided in the man of my dreams, I felt better, I went to bed.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Poets
Limit Two per Customer
Everyone thinks you’re some kind of hustler They think you want the entire smorgasbord But they don’t realize You’re not an easy customer
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The dearest winter,You are again...
Letting the trees, to take a long rest, giving a break for every soul, streets, parks, lakes, valleys, even the high hills,
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets