Three bodies floating through reality Circling around a center None dare enter For if any one has full control All falls apart
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Waking up to the uncomfortable reality I have no peers Or if I do they’re nowhere near We are all scattered across the earth
Chest pains do not always spell out my end Though the ones in the middle start with M “Does Anthi love me” was one to contend
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
It is imperative To remember Suffering is not comparative A loss is a loss No matter how much or little the cost may seem to you
What would life be like if someone got to know us The real us The one inside The one we always hide The child that never grew up
I often lose myself wandering in the long-lost hues of the sky, I often wander in the dreams of what beyond eternity lies.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Early in debate, two sharp points were made. Succinct as a dagger’s thrust; both cut deep. To be driven home, each decisive blade
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
Don’t ask me why. I don’t even know. You made it clear where you stood at the first hello. Yet here we are, in this room
By Cassandra Warren2 years ago in Poets
Scattered masses In body In mind. Hours crawling in languid design. We are, but aren’t in mind of one.
Hedgehogs are endearing creatures, they say How many are they representing there Surely not all humanity, I weigh I’m one of they and witness here I bear
In selling out their country to forces foreign and malign, it ain’t Uncle Sam who’s most at large. … no, no, no - it’s Moscow Marge!
Momentarily present the significance of equilibrium throughout everyday life, including efficiency, self-improvement, connections, and satisfaction.
By md asif2 years ago in Poets
