Dancing around the room until my head is spinning, Is the music going to stop? I'm supposed to be working? Singing along, the lyrics are alluring,
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
Dreaming of you disturbs my sleep, In my mind, you are again, Singing a love song in my brain, keeping me, Tossing and turning; it's insane!
In twilight's fading woofs of day, A tale unfolds, my paw's dismay. A faithful friend, now pawed and weak, A woof who longed his bark to speak.
By Miguel Ramirez3 years ago in Poets
Writing poetry can be a very personal and creative process. Here are some general tips to help you get started: 1. Choose a theme or topic for your poem. It can be anything that inspires you, whether it's a feeling, a memory, an experience, or an observation.
By farina3 years ago in Poets
Dystopia is where we live. Is there any hope for us? Send help and save us, please. The end is near, we need to be rescued.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Poets
Dark Dingy Dank The underground Avoid the tunnel dust As the train Roles into the station Passengers scurry
By KA Stefana 3 years ago in Poets
Double tapping the backspace, deleting the word I typed for the last hour. Indisposed, incessant ticking, beeping and humming of my household appliances leave me frustrated in the white noise.
By simplicity3 years ago in Poets
distinct patterns I see after closing my eyes Sometimes, they dissolve among themselves maybe they're making love
By Riju Chaulagai3 years ago in Poets
In the realm of love's celestial grace, There exists a bond no one can erase. A symphony of warmth, gentle and pure, A mother's love, steadfast and sure.
By TOWOLAWI TUNDE3 years ago in Poets
In the tapestry of life, colors intertwine, A symphony of moments, a rhythm divine. With each passing day, a story unfolds,
By awais ahmed3 years ago in Poets
The uncontrollable match of loss and death. The thief of happiness and joy The heaviest weight on the chest The last grief!!!
By Oliver3 years ago in Poets
Through trials, we learn to persevere, To face the challenges without fear. The storms may rage, the winds may howl, But we stand firm, with a determined scowl.
By π½ππππ πΏππππ 3 years ago in Poets
