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 Media23 days ago in Poets
For thirty-eight years he lay by the pool, Surrounded by water that never quite moved. Healing rippled, but never for him—
By Hannah Lambert25 days ago in Poets
If I were to say hello Would you reply Shy words darken my lips, and the shade was all too bright I had to decide if I was going to be silent or speak loudly or boldly about injustice
By Shareese Aouad25 days ago in Poets
where did it all go, the laughter, the delirious, dizzying high of perfection? Or was it? Maybe it just seemed like it to me. Maybe my perfection was your torture. We both know that your perfection was most certainly my torture.
By Harper Lewis26 days ago in Poets
I was intact before you. *** Not whole. Just unbroken. *** The dark knew me. It kept its distance. *** Then you arrived
By Aarsh Malik27 days ago in Poets
The psych said, “sounds unbearably intense inside you.” The psych said, “sounds unbearably intense inside you.” Like it was breaking news, and not my entire life.
By Tina D. Lopez27 days ago in Poets
There was a season I prayed in pieces, faith held thin and often borrowed, hope stitched with grace, asking God to meet me quietly
By Hannah Lambert29 days ago in Poets
a gentle camp fire ne'er burnt nor crisped the frogs better boiled besides
By Matthew J. Fromm29 days ago in Poets
How many children do you have, and why? ******* We can't ask these questions during a JOB interview - it's weird, and they will SUE us for some unlikely cause of discrimination!!!
By 365poetry30 days ago in Poets
Sometimes even the GPS goes quiet when the road is straight, when every turn has already been accounted for. No warnings. No rerouting.
By Hannah Lambert30 days ago in Poets
Fiends glued to their screens Watching dreams drip from the flesh Seeing what’s left When the ravenous of have taken all
By Atomic Historianabout a month ago in Poets
You think I’m hurting you But I’m destroying myself There is no health or wealth where I am Was it all a sham I asked you that way
