There’s a stillness in this house Quiet radiates of walls in the softest sound waves Outside the wind rages on A reminder that I am not alone in my screaming
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
GOALS FOR 2024 I think about my goals for 2024, reflecting on 2023. I shall list them, to later check back to see if I carried out each goal.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Conversations with those around us e b b and flow These words shape our every-days. ~ Overheard in the breakroom: 'Is that a turkey salad sandwich?'
By Judey Kalchik 2 years ago in Poets
In the domain of verse, I will leave, To make a stanza with style and workmanship, A Villanelle, where refrains dance and flash.
By zia ulhaq2 years ago in Poets
There’s so much anger inside. So much pain lingering. To many broken promises. ~ For now, I’m hurt. My feelings and emotions feel obsolete.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 years ago in Poets
Just like a silly little singing bee, Buzzing near my ear; I swing to swat, things I wish I forgot that keeps me far from free.
By Julia Alfred2 years ago in Poets
I have not forgotten fathers or lost daughters. This poem was simply born in its current form in response to an anguished mother after her son's death.
By Sirena Carroll - The Blind Single Mom2 years ago in Poets
I birthed a fire from an embroyonic state to a fully-fleshed entity deep inside oh how it burns * my lungs breathed life into
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Without you, I wouldn't have been as culturally aware, tolerant, open-minded, adventurous, and smart as a giant encyclopedia.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
Me...Ivan...I'd be delighted to share my thoughts on "The Sun and Her Flowers" by Rupi Kaur. Buckle up because this book is a poetic journey that will take you through the seasons of life, unraveling emotions and truths in the most breathtaking way.
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
I hate myself for loving you... I know it's wrong but it feels right. What is so wrong with me To feel this way for my doctor?
By Rene Peters2 years ago in Poets
Day wasted Nothing accomplished Instead of writing Spending hours on Facebook And surfing the web Sending texts to friends
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
