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Safe Space
He created a safe place Now I'm all up in his space Got me stalking him, about to catch a case Can’t stop staring at his face
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Lancashire Coal Miners
Ode to the Lancashire Miner In Lancashire's shadow, where the coal seams lie, Beneath the earth’s surface, where echoes sigh,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Sausage Party
You invited me Promised it was a party No sausage here please This is for Matthew Fromm's Bad Movie Review Challenge thing:
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Verses of the Soul
Poetry is an ancient art form, yet it remains a vibrant and evolving medium in contemporary society. Modern poets continue to push boundaries, experiment with language, and express the complexities of the human experience. This article delves into the world of modern poets, exploring their unique voices, themes, and the impact they have on readers and the literary landscape.
By Sazeeb Chowduryabout a year ago in Poets
regurgitation. Top Story - October 2024.
The mouth drowns in saliva, first bland then sweet bitter boiling acid- The nose hairs sizzle from the bonfire of yesterday's meals diffusing the air-
By Jada Fergusonabout a year ago in Poets
On healing in gallant echoes
I ponder over the hues of the zealous beauty of the sky, In the yonder of nothingness, time in its mirth passes by. The heavens and the earth, the kindness and the ugliness both coincide with their fate,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
my story. Content Warning.
this poem is about being your own worst enemy, about realizing it too late that you've pushed away the ones you love and were there for you at your worst, and yet they tried to love you through it. it's about the emptiness in longing for your soulmate, being so close but still unable to connect, and the shame and guilt in knowing that you can only blame yourself.
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
Sunshine
Driving Radio on Another poem Another stupid line Because you are my sunshine The thing that keeps me from losing my mind
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Weight
Strapped in my vest The weight crushing my chest Why does life always feel like a test Trapped in the vestments of life
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Addicted
His unbridled caress ravished my skin, every touch left me craving more. His musky aroma tantalized me as I breathed him into my core.
By Luna Verityabout a year ago in Poets
Manipulation. Content Warning.
I took in everything, Your eyes, Your body, Your smile, I'd never seen anyone look so innocent, So kind, Gentle, Fragile,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Deviled Eggs
The deviled eggs on my legs smell Of the half-elves from hell that have sprung from their shell To quell the chaos between summer and Christmas
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets