I fell in love with the sea and the depths that he promised to me but all that stayed were shallow tide pools. The rest of him,
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Tell me something real like how the mountain air makes you feel. Does its icy fingers trace down your spine where the thought of us lingers?
If both sides claim you, you are probably doing something wrong. If both sides critique you, you are probably doing something right.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
The precipice of poetry that seeks redemption Callous whispers that uproar the fear in my mind, Bounty tales of my existence may cease to be left behind.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
What is real? What is fake? What has transpired before me that brings me to my current state? What makes love real? What is love to you?
By J. K. Anderson2 years ago in Poets
Shadows are nothing but hollow salesmen trying their best to swindle you into buying bottles of synthetic sunshine and books on how to make a silver lining
Soft is her hand It embraces my rough Labefaction, kryptonite her touch Essence so pure unlike mine Nurturing me like child, as we intwine
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
"Words that flow from heart to page, Deserve to be seen, ment to engage, Help spread the verse, far and wide, Let's share the poetry, don't let it hide,
By JDwrites332 years ago in Poets
No one saw But no one was looking‐ No one heard But one was listening‐ No one knew what signals they were missing No one knew
By Josh Morgan2 years ago in Poets
I wake up and I start picking up the piles of the needs and the wants and the to dos the this and that of life that
everywhere under the sun, i'm followed, watched, stalked‐ the shadows dance behind my back they sing, and they laugh‐
From murky waters, Roots punctured, petal-patterned Rise, reach for the light!
By Wen Xiaosheng2 years ago in Poets
