Song Lyrics

She Comes In Colours
Flowered vases Do thee no justice Beauty dwarfed by immutability Naught but segmented vibrancy But what of fear, uncertainty?
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
The Wizard
The wizard waved his wand And it was all gone Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
IRON WILL
When the night is at its darkest hour, hope might seem lost and vanished, But one spark can hold the power to reignite our spirits fire. One spark can hold the power to reignite our spirits fire!
By Christian Bassabout a year ago in Poets
Joy Harjo: Poet, Musician, and Cultural Icon
Themes in Harjo’s Poetry Heritage and Identity Harjo’s poetry is deeply rooted in her Native American ancestry. Her work often explores the tension between Indigenous traditions and contemporary life. Poems like “Remember” urge readers to stay connected to their roots, emphasizing the importance of ancestral knowledge and the interconnectedness of all living things.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
"A Love Message for Valentine’s Day
My love, if I call your name one day, let your only reply be, "I love you, my lord, for a lifetime." For none compares to you in this world, your eyes whisper secrets of passion, And my heart beats in melodies that enchant me, never wearying me.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets
Whispers of the Sea
One day, my heart was lost in thought, So sad... confused... a love distraught. It longed to find a melody, A song for sailors lost at sea.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets
Remember Me
Remember me I wish the future was bright And full of stars But I know soon We may be far There will be many scars Because they hate this world
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Don't Stop Believing
In the quiet of the night, when the world seems still, A spark in your heart, against all odds, will fill. When dreams feel distant, and hope's hard to find,
By Latoria Hallabout a year ago in Poets
Baby Came Home
She was five-foot-four, plus six inches. And with a name like Maddie, pronounced like Matty, she liked to dress like a boy but politely corrected anyone who called her a boy.
By Nina Pierceabout a year ago in Poets
String
They fling us into this world alone Tell us to look at the wonder to behold Told to seek our hearts desire The one that lights our fire
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Foolish Heart
A foolish heart, so quick to race, Chasing dreams in empty space. It leaps too high, it falls too far, Grasping at each distant star.
By Latoria Hallabout a year ago in Poets
Calling into the Wind. Top Story - January 2025. Content Warning.
I'm in mourning for ever even believing for even one single second thinking that I could ask the wind for anything and he would just bring it right to me.
By Sara Wynnabout a year ago in Poets