And what happens to the King who sat on his throne watching peasants Bow down to his lady the crone as he sucked on the bones of the
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
This is a poem celebrating mutual progress. For this, I have dispensed with form and rhyme but each line is nine syllables but it is no recognised poetic form.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Dear Vietnam, I’m yearning for your warm touch, welcome-to-Vietnam hugs, and batches of Vietnamese street food. Winter in Canada
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
I am the death that most people are afraid of Azrie'l known as the "angel of death" It's time to relinquish your fear of me
By Azrie'l Johnson2 years ago in Poets
Goodbye Old Friends, Dont Know what I Did, But musta been some crazy shit! Ya know perspective is a mf, Can be different from all angles,
By Ma’at CC 𓁧 2 years ago in Poets
You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows.
By Karun 2 years ago in Poets
those who are invisible should neither be seen nor heard which has its advantages neither credit nor blame received
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock2 years ago in Poets
Amidst the azure sky, a Butterfly flutters by, Casting dreams in bones, beneath the Celestial tie.
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Poets
Take me back Way on back To my childhood When life was really good When life was pure When it was funny to be immature
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
"Apple, apple, fallen in the water," begins the song we learn in the camerata choir. We are all girls, desperate to distinguish ourselves in notes,
By Catherine Dorian2 years ago in Poets
Alphas... mighty as proclaimed Bustling through the armory Called out by name "Anderson, Bertteli, Commodore... Dennison and Loami..."
By Carmen JimersonCross-Safieddine2 years ago in Poets
"Out of the south comes the storm, And out of the north the cold. From the breath of God ice is made, And the expanse of the waters is frozen."
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets
