Let us just be us Not bound to the words or phrases Strangled in the worldly limits Calling each other this or that Confused what this connection is?
By Mubarik Ahmad 4 days ago in Poets
when my mother left in the middle of december i searched my hands for what she had given me. i didn’t find gold or a map back home. i found the way she held her breath to keep the house quiet. i found the way she softened her voice until she became a whisper.
By Anuroop4 days ago in Poets
Be it day or night The killer’s always in the detective’s sight Hunter or hunted Which one will it be to this killer’s activity Stunted.
By Cassie Moore4 days ago in Poets
I like to find Different roads to stroll Between the cafes and bars Hotels and apartments Different paths with Different sights
By Roderick Makim4 days ago in Poets
Throat choked, sweat-soaked lines; Fingers primed—fingers prising. Primal sound: release.
By Claire McAllen5 days ago in Poets
I learned to love my enemy the day I realized my only enemy was the version of me who kept abandoning herself to be chosen by people
By Musulyn M (MUSE)5 days ago in Poets
✨ somewhere between where the nights fall and the tears fall she lingers threading the wind between silvery dimensions
By Colleen Walters5 days ago in Poets
✨ A crescent moon a sliver of sun's light barely seen in the evening sky but I saw the spectacular of you hung on a vast canvas of blue
PART 4 OF LIVING IN THE LIGHT, LIVING WITH THE LIGHT PHOTO BY VICKI I TOOK THIS Living in the Light (micro version)
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 5 days ago in Poets
This is part four of the series: LIVING IN LIGHT, LIVING WITH LIGHT VICKI's PHOTO I TOOK THIS Light & Love I carry light and love wherever I go.
This is part three of the series: LIVING IN THE LIGHT, LIVING WITH THE LIGHT PEACE TO ALL! META Choosing Peace
Walking Softly I walk softly now. Not out of fear out of intention. My steps are quiet, my heart is steady, and I move through the world without leaving harm behind.
