Free Verse
A Ray of Hope
A ray of hope, A means of illumination, a means of coping. A bright spark shines from deep within the shadows, Direct the lost to the light.
Brenda FluhartyPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsHorizon of Love
A mother's love, a pericous find, Emotion, strength, and power, all entwined. A pillar of support, a guiding light, Healing hearts, and making everything right.
HASSAN HASHMIPublished about 10 hours ago in PoetsLines in the Flesh
You lay your head on my chest I run my fingers through your hair You know it's my favorite thing to do I feel your body relax and it feels as if you melt into me
Mercedes ChavezPublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsThe Shadows of Whispering Pines
In the heart of the ancient forest, where the shadows whispered secrets and the pines murmured tales of old, lay the enigmatic Whispering Pines—a realm of mystery and darkness shrouded in the embrace of nature. Its tangled undergrowth and looming trees bore witness to centuries of forgotten whispers and unseen forces that danced among the shadows.
Life’s Pages
Each chapter of our story defines us Reading everyday wondering what comes next Immersed in the reality created in our mind
Emmie FalboPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsExtramarital Affair
When I look into your blue eyes Losing myself in them Your eyes sparkling and reflecting light The light of both happiness and pain.
Ricky LahiriPublished about 18 hours ago in PoetsA Looking Glass
A Looking Glass Glowing in the fields above We see the girl laugh beyond As we see, it’s time to play As we see, it’s time to laugh
KA StefanaPublished about 18 hours ago in Poets"Navigate Dimensions"
'I wrote this prose as I contemplated about time and space and variable dimensions of reality. I am a humanatarian and believe in equality for all.
Vicki Lawana TrusselliPublished about 19 hours ago in Poetsremembering
mother was afraid to hammock. afraid to fall. but mother understood courage.
My uncle's windowless house
A visit to my poor uncle He picked me up at the train station. straight to his windowless house. with dark, dirty curtains
Gloria PenelopePublished about 24 hours ago in PoetsUnlove me
Unlove me, because I carry the weight of it too heavily, and because I am already detached from myself. * Unlove me, because I am terrified of losing you,
Hold me tight!
Listen... Look at me. I know you're learning. Let me hold you tight. Hold me tight when you turn. as if you'll fall. Move with me as I move.
Gloria PenelopePublished a day ago in Poets