First Draft

Denial?
Me? A broken heart? Please, I'm a man! I ain't got no feelings to hurt! I don't miss her at all. No... Not her hair...or those eyes...
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
FEAR
It is said that some time recently entering the ocean, a stream trembles with fear. She looks back at the way she has traveled,
By Abida Awais2 years ago in Poets
What We Used to Be
When did we lose what we used to be? Was it when you were away from me? Was it when I changed becauase I was alone? Was it when neither of us had a home?
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
Peace Garden Transformations
Kafka, I invite you to see my Peace Garden, what was and will be. It began with a steep slope of overgrown brush and weeds,
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
Fear
Fear, oh fear, How treacherous you are, Stealing what's not yours, Killing who has done you no wrong, Destroying the beauty, And splendour existing in ever so promising individuals, Tearing apart wonderful relationships, And leaving the victims badly wounded, Yet, he who knows your tricks escapes your trap so graciously, A people are being birthed forth, Who know you so well, And who are ready to face you boldly, Watch out, for they are coming, Brave and courageous men, Who would tear you apart as you did their ancestors, For they know who they are, And they know what is theirs, You would no longer be able to steal, kill or destroy, Oh fear, how poor you are, Your end is near, Your grip on men would soon be lost, When they realize who you truly are, An illusion.
By Maud Agyemang-Gyau 2 years ago in Poets
To all the dreamers
This one is for all the dreamers In the bounty existence that we breathe, Crafted with moments, captured by the fulfilled deeds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The eternal embrace of nature’s cry in the bane of existence
The eternal embrace of nature’s cry in the bane of existence How contradictory is the being of humanness in its unfathomable stance,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I think someone up there’s trying to talk to me
Every cul de sac looks the same in this part of town But mine is different somehow, it has to be And the birds fly low and one died in my yard on a day in September last year
By AJ2 years ago in Poets
A love letter to pain
Love letter to pain I have always talked about the nuances of love and beautiful warm fuzzy feelings about love, . But today I want to dive deep into the crux of love, the shades of grey behind the shiny and lustery surface of love . Falling in love is easy, but living with it forever is a constant battle. I am painstakingly and very candidly saying that, loving someone is the most beautiful yet the most hurtful thing. Because when you love someone, they knowingly or unknowingly will hurt you.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Rain
Softly falls the silver rain, A gentle touch on windowpane. Whispers from the cloudy skies, Bringing life where dry earth lies.
By Ribin2 years ago in Poets
Fireworks
Boom! Bang! Sizzle! The sounds of the explosions of beauty in the sky! Purple. Pink. Red. Blue. Colors painting in the night sky.
By Thomas Terry2 years ago in Poets
I Find Me
In the blush of dawn, I twirl anew, A dance with fairies in morning dew. Dreams like whispers in gossamer threads, In daylight’s embrace, where magic spreads.
By Kel2 years ago in Poets