Dirty Old Town The streets are thick with soot and rain a child stands waiting, thin with pain her dress is torn, her shoes are weak
By Marie381Uk 4 days ago in Poets
My Whole world Turned Grey you betrayed me, cold words fell. Cold words fell, and light withdrew. I stand alone in frozen air.
My morning coffee Serenaded by Robins A cup’s worth of peace ————————————————————— A/N: Inspired by my last morning on my deck before the winds of winter whipped.
By Matthew J. Fromm4 days ago in Poets
Nowhere to hide from the Onslaught of reintegration The past overtakes the present As I float in tides of ephemeral retention
By K.B. Silver 4 days ago in Poets
Someday, I will be better! Someday, I will beat people, tell them what I want in life - just because it's better! Someday, the things that I've been told made perfect sense!
By 365poetry4 days ago in Poets
In 1998, he said, my head hurts, after driving for at least 1 hour! In 1998 he said, you didn't even ask how I am doing, after driving for 1 hour!
Valentine's is coming up - who shall I commit my words to!? Valentine's is coming up - I hate this day, I truly hate the way....
I stare at the ceiling. I click my feet. My eyes burn. My mind races. My subconscious wakes me in the middle of the night— no distractions, nothing to focus on but myself.
By Alicia Melnick 4 days ago in Poets
Dying To Be Heard by December Rose ***ATTENTION***ATTENTION*** THE FOLLOWING IS A BROADCAST OF THE EMERGENCY ALERT SYSTEM
By December Rose 4 days ago in Poets
Connection is a kinetic resurrection of a soul’s reflection. The abolishing of separateness transfigures divided perception.
By Kale Sinclair4 days ago in Poets
“There is no right time, there is just time and what you choose to do with it.” We can either use our time wisely or waste it.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff4 days ago in Poets
“Believe in yourself and anything is possible.” Believing in yourself is the first step towards realizing your dreams.
