Do we want a world In which illiterate fools Can think they're poets?
By D. J. Reddall6 months ago in Poets
Little boy alone: I start as a child with books. No shared love with them. * School for achievement? Certificates and good grades.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Poets
We either betray Or perish before we can Keep those knuckles white
How do you talk to the ghost of the unknown? What to do when you’re alone in room full of people It’s your personal rain cloud on a sunny day
By Atomic Historian6 months ago in Poets
Behold, the prophet Of profit, which we must love More than anyone
He will claim all of Us, tormentors and those who Suffer torment, soon
There are nights you don’t talk about— The ones where sleep feels like betrayal. When silence screams in forgotten tones,
By Umar Amin6 months ago in Poets
A strawberry poem made up by four Senryu poems: I pick strawberries, Strawberries and cream I have Sweetness in my mouth
By Susan Fourtané 6 months ago in Poets
By Nadeem Shah I. The Wind Remembers The wind does not forget It gathers our yesterdays And scatters them gently across the pines—
By Nadeem Shah 6 months ago in Poets
Why are these awkward Mediocre dinners so Long and expensive?
So much joy is lost Punishing the present for Versions of the past
Just because my cover is weathered and torn And my pages are a little worn Don’t look at me and scorn For I’ve been a thousand places
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
