Ballad
UTOPIA[Our perfect world]
For the (Scripting Utopia Unofficial Challenge) By Kayleigh Fraser ✨ Utopia The words are from the Renaissance, they are one of the most change makers.
People - Poem
We see people everyday, All night and all day. Whether it's family and friends or strangers, We always have favors. The are ones that are quiet and pleasant,
Shambhavee BhosalePublished about 11 hours ago in PoetsColors - Poem
The color red, Belongs to the dead. To the ones in hell, It is worse than a prison cell. The color yellow Is everyone's fellow.
Shambhavee BhosalePublished about 16 hours ago in PoetsHenry
When I was a little girl I didn't have a friend in the world The neighbor kids were mean The one they always picked on was me
Tina D'AngeloPublished about 19 hours ago in Poets- AI-Generated
The River Mumma's Bridge
The Flat Bridge stretches, a stoic stone spine, Across the Rio Cobre, where shadows entwine. A road to paradise, some may say, But whispers of a dark secret linger by day.
Clemment JohnsonPublished a day ago in Poets - AI-Generated
Down at the Infernal Arms
The flickering gaslight cast an eerie hue, On two unlikely chums, a devil and a dude. Not just any dude, mind you, a fellow draped in black,
Clemment JohnsonPublished a day ago in Poets Angel of the Deep
Angel of the Deep Hidden in plain sight Shifting sands and waves Draw in the fools and the brave in equal measure A creature of beauty and grace
Atomic HistorianPublished a day ago in PoetsBoys Kills World: An Elegy of Innocence Lost
In a realm where shadows swallow the sun, Where innocence fades and darkness is spun, A world unfolds beneath a sky of lead,
Samson E. GiftedPublished 2 days ago in PoetsWriting a Poem - Poem
I feel like poets make it sound so easy, But when it comes to writing, my brain becomes mushy. I always struggle to find words that rhyme,
Shambhavee BhosalePublished 2 days ago in PoetsWhat Should I Write?
I wonder what to write, I do nothing all day and night. But what lays in front of me, Is a white blank sheet. I try the computer for options,
Shambhavee BhosalePublished 2 days ago in PoetsThe Dinos Have Been Drinking (Not Me)
The dinos have been drinking, the mammals are asleep The Triassic has came up in time all through the Tertiary And the Oviraptor's laughing, as the spotlight falls on Ms. Deviled Leg;
Judah LoVatoPublished 2 days ago in PoetsSensual Sands Across the Seven Seas with Serenades
At the hairdresser's, to the beat of Pimpology, A striptease in a stripper pole, Too Short's rhythm sets me free. Twerking at the Airbnb, Janet Jackson's "Moist" plays,
Denelsia WalkerPublished 3 days ago in Poets