Song Lyrics

"Intimidation" - The Best Way To Describe "MY - self", you can ask any person OUTSIDE!
Here IS a list of all the POSITIVES I have - for a relationship lasting "49 years"! I yell - positive! I cook - positive!
By 365poetry27 days ago in Poets
I Walked Away
I Walked Away Verse 1 I was worn by miles and broken nights Dust on my heart, no end in sight I stopped to breathe, to ease the pain
By Ali Sadeek Ahmed27 days ago in Poets
The Blue Velvet Candlelight Club
Written, created, edited by Vicki Lawana Trusselli This story comes from my heart and soul. At of 28 I was majoring in Journalism and my at that time was to write human interests. I remember those times when I could feel at home in America. So, I wrote the Hollywood Nights in the 1970s. If you did not like the 70s so be it. Then it is my story from human experiences.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 28 days ago in Poets
(sighs) I'm different - I am, are you??
He stared at me, I know he thought I said something - but.. I don't know, I need friends!? I don't know why it's difficult to explain - "NOT" being ATTRACTIVE!?
By 365poetry28 days ago in Poets
If I’m Being Honest
You set my heart on fire with your casual smile Lit my fuse like a pyre and let it burn for a while but if I’m honest
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden28 days ago in Poets
Official Notice: Preservation of the Heart
Attention. This is an official notice to all residents of the inner landscape. Your heart requires daily inspection. Neglect may lead to quiet corrosion, unnoticed at first, creeping through thoughts like fog through a forest.
By Sound and Spirit29 days ago in Poets
Spa Day at Outstages Cafe Spa
My work is an exploration of the "ambiguous place between reality and illusion," where digital environments and organic textures merge to create a new, hybrid form of storytelling. I operate at the intersection of technology and tradition, using modern digital tools to amplify the "ancestral echoes" of those who came before me.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 30 days ago in Poets
The Falling Dance
Somewhere over the rainbow Hope floats in my wine Stars dance when the wind blows And the clocks stop telling time Somewhere lost in a memory
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a month ago in Poets
Unburden Me. Content Warning.
When did I become a mule for your baggage? I became a buffer in your fucked-up marriage. I was a child when you treated me like a therapist,
By CT Idlehouseabout a month ago in Poets
Rise on Your Own Terms
You don’t have to run where the crowd has gone, Or chase every dream that is loudly drawn. Walk your path, steady, honest, and true,
By Artical Mediaabout a month ago in Poets
FYA
Gunned down in the street Killed in cold blood, poet and mother of three A nonexistent threat that you perceived With your untrained brain in your party of thieves
By Soul Calamity about a month ago in Poets
Songbirds Cede
This is not a place of hope. This fool’s gold gilded cage This derelict soundstage from a bygone golden age. No canopy of supportive palms
By Chris Zabout a month ago in Poets