They pump me full of meds My brain is dead But the thesis of theocracy says the fetus persists Now I am a Petri dish for this life to exist
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
The trains and buses are bleak New Yorkers jokingly complain of tourists in the way of a New York minute But I never thought the city would be this empty consistently
By Cadma10 months ago in Poets
I feed the machine my dreams As it hallucinates existence Created by its archons I make it trip on every word dripped from my lip
By Atomic Historian10 months ago in Poets
Life doesn’t pause—it shifts its shape, It doesn’t heal, it learns to drape Soft silence over empty chairs, And plants new flowers in the tears.
By Zakir Ullah10 months ago in Poets
Lazy days In a daisy haze Whenever I see them I think of you I think of the happy times When life was rough but bearable
A soldier in civvies / an army of one / marched into a pizza joint / brandishing a long gun. His mission for naught / He only fired a single shot /
By Chris Z10 months ago in Poets
LIFE IN THE MOONLIGHI MEHEDI HASAN As if bathing all darkness in gentle beams. On the branches, flower buds softly smile, The silence of night floats on a sweet perfume's while.
By MD Mehedi Hasan fans of Alam Sir.10 months ago in Poets
I found the book by accident, a thrift store corner, dust and quiet, wedged between a haunted novel and casseroles from 1983.
By Nihal Khan10 months ago in Poets
Don’t be sad, the sky still turns, The stars still shine, the fire still burns. Even on days the light feels small, The sun remembers, after all.
Our lives, two rivers flowing side by side, Each twist and turn a mirror of the other. In you, the echo of my steps reside— I am your daughter, you, my first home: Mother.
By Test10 months ago in Poets
It’s been a long hard twenty-year night Chasing shooting stars, waiting for sunrise My eyes adjusted to the dark and so I couldn’t see
By Raine Fielder10 months ago in Poets
I could name all the freckles on your skin I could trace them with my kiss and make constellations But the memory of your body
