It's not about you and it never has been I know that sounds rude and harsh but it's true, none of us are special in the grand scheme of things
By Donny Foley2 years ago in Poets
The sunrise will never know its beauty For it is too far No matter how much we shout The clouds will never know how soft they are
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Many of us do not know what we want in the moment until it passes Drowned in life’s vastness So take all of your chances
She weaves her lies with silken, cruel thread, Before her shadow fell upon their door, Their father's voice, echoes, hushed - now dead.
By Xine Segalas2 years ago in Poets
Evening fire crowns, stone sentinels quiet, the mountain's spire meets starry grounds. *****************************************************************
In the hush of winter's silent embrace, A world transformed, adorned with grace. A quilt of snow on the earth's soft bed,
By Kailee phillips2 years ago in Poets
The shell is broken (walls are down) - Cuts uncalloused fingers young with age - The calmest water turns around.
By Barb Dukeman2 years ago in Poets
