Holiday

An Unwelcome Guest
Ancestral hearts, unmet - unseen, before the days of those we touched, cross lines of time to stand between darkness and the light they clutch. As
By Cathy holmesabout a year ago in Poets
Laughter Therapy
In a world where stress and challenges often dominate our lives, laughter truly is the best medicine. It lifts our spirits, strengthens our bonds, and offers a refreshing escape from the daily grind. Laughter therapy, or the use of humor to promote overall health and wellness, reminds us to find joy in the everyday and embrace the unexpected. Here are some hilarious tales to brighten your day and bring a smile to your face.
By Sazeeb Chowduryabout a year ago in Poets
Bangladesh
Streets of Bangladesh: A Tapestry of Life In Bangladesh, where the streets hum low, A vibrant dance of life begins to flow,
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
What I Love About Christmas
I see the lights shining bright; Hear the fire crackle at night, Touch presents big and small; Smell the pine cones as they fall.
By Darla M Seelyabout a year ago in Poets
Graveyard Tour
Walking into the graveyard, scanning the actors that stand by the headstones. In the air, catch a breath of the crisp leaves and dying grass.
By Seashell Harpspring about a year ago in Poets
The Place Where The Living Come To Free The Dead
The kaleidoscope of vibrant kurtas and shimmering sarees fills the Ghats, as hundreds line the banks of the sacred Ganges River in Varanasi, which is thick with the ashes of millions of bodies, freeing their soul from the cycle of birth, death, and rebirth.
By Natacha Pierreabout a year ago in Poets
Sensing Halloween
I see the costumes and decorations. Did you hear that? It’s October celebration. Unhand me. I love the taste of candy. I also smell it through the bag, no brag, but
By Joe Pattersonabout 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
Ferry
Feeding seagull, as they soar in motion. Such a beautiful sight in flight. Enjoy the sound of waves crashing and thumping the ship's bow at night.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Ooey Gooey
Feed me the ooey-gooey caramel fear That sticks to the back of my molars With the threat of choking me to death. . Pile my mouth full of candy corn
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets