I stumbled first, then lost my way, Each step a bruise, each breath a sway. The darkness wrapped its cold embrace, A never-ending, shadowed race.
By Masood Zahid10 months ago in Poets
Tales of long-lost love, where a princess yearns for a man’s plea To be redeemed for her desolation, waiting for someone who sets her soul free.
By Hridya Sharma10 months ago in Poets
Grief does not knock— It enters like dusk, Filling corners with shadows And silencing clocks. It creeps into morning With yesterday’s name
By Allen Rihab10 months ago in Poets
Tell me, why are you so pressed? Please, just give it a damn rest. This job isn’t paying you for pointing out my flaws, So mind your own business, take a pause—
By Diani Alvarenga10 months ago in Poets
Snowflakes write poems in her hair, Each step a verse, each breath a prayer, She is the fire in frozen air, The quiet grace of those who dare.
By Mr Ali10 months ago in Poets
I sit here hugging the ocean And yet I hold nothing Choking on tears of fear Of futures lost Was it just a stepping stone
By Atomic Historian10 months ago in Poets
Silence on vocal.media, Why is no one liking my poetryor Or commenting much anymore? It’s been a few days—everyone has gone.
By George’s Girl 2026 11 months ago in Poets
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
Marvin thought he’d make a good hubby. Elvira was a little bit chubby. So Marv figured Elvira wouldn’t turn down his proposition.
By Mother Combs11 months ago in Poets
Sometimes we gotta take the high road No, you wouldn't understand because you're a toad AI-Generated content and comments galore
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran11 months ago in Poets
This is for Mikeydred's April Prompt and Natasha's poetry prompt. It is the International Day of Multilaterism and Diplomacy for Peace, established by the UN to promote peaceful relations between countries.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin11 months ago in Poets
Darkness was impaired in its transgression as hope seemed to find its way, A startling realisation, a sight to behold, one might deem to say.
