When captaining a pirate ship Whether skipper or first mate, By four o’clock your sugars dip, And we ask Cook for a plate.
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Poets
There was a dark chocolate on Monday A milk chocolate with white chocolate on Tuesday and a milk chocolate on Wednesday.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
Empty souls Trying to fill the hole The void All to avoid the reality There is no amount of alcohol, drugs, or roids to make the pain go away
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
As a child, I eagerly awaited the sweet treat of sunkissed berries while pink flowers in long panicles adorned the branches for weeks before pastel yellow, waxy and juicy fruit appeared in clusters.
By Ali SP2 years ago in Poets
In India's land, where colors dance so free, There lies a festival, full of glee. It's Holi, dear friends, a riot of hues,
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
In a world aglow with sparkling light, Where residue of dreams moves as the night progressed, Sparkle overflows like stars from a higher place,
By zulfi bux2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet chambers of my soul, it dwells, The unspoken truth, my heart's silent debate, A melody of longing, a tale it tells,
By Rajesh Kumar Giri2 years ago in Poets
The world hums a tune, a symphony grand, But none resonate like your touch, your hand. A melody whispers in every sunrise hue,
Sunday morning, I plod downstairs, barely awake, then slump into a kitchen chair. Dad’s specialty, pancakes with blueberries.
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Poets
Can you hear it? Something popping inside my mouth. Or maybe it is from my head. Weird sounds but I like it. Can you hear it?
By Lou_Einale2 years ago in Poets
Hey Dad I was wondering… When was the first time you realized I wasn’t the son you wanted? Was it when I was born,
By J. Delaney-Howe2 years ago in Poets
Among the depths of darkness, amidst the ice cold air, Katie stands in solitude, soul beyond repair. Dress stained, hands now defiled,
By Forever Midnight2 years ago in Poets
