They thought that she was fire, that she'd burn along with them, if the kept feeding her embers, stoking her every time hey noticed she'd get lonely,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Soothing Is every sound, and every note Listening, the only time calmness ever comes over me Enveloping me in what serenity is normally dangled over my head
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
Sleep? It's nothing more than a wish for me- Longing for such is the closest I've ever come Entire nights pass over my eyes
In a world full of gilded lilies I am a thistle wild, flowering, herbaceous, sometimes spiny. I will not trim myself down for you
Challenge: ‘Write an acrostic poem using the word 'SILENCE.’ Note: You can read my poem as ‘stand alone.’ However, the two interlinked poems are ‘Silence 1: Black’ and ‘Silence 2: Life.’
By Pauline Fountainabout a year ago in Poets
Those of stiff shoulders Dark eyes baggy, worn, wrinkled We. Will. Work. No. More.
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets
Everything always becomes a land mind in your mind, you're always stuck between being blown up and being left behind. and I enjoy true crime,
Sitting here In silent isolation. Waiting. Longing for your return Expecting a call from you everyday Never more shall I hear your beautiful voice
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
I fell in love with the sea and the depths that he promised to me but all that stayed were shallow tide pools. The rest of him,
Tell me something real like how the mountain air makes you feel. Does its icy fingers trace down your spine where the thought of us lingers?
If both sides claim you, you are probably doing something wrong. If both sides critique you, you are probably doing something right.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
The precipice of poetry that seeks redemption Callous whispers that uproar the fear in my mind, Bounty tales of my existence may cease to be left behind.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
