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Waiting for you
Do you still remember our one-year relationship? How your eyes twinkle and how eager you are for my hugs and kisses! Do you still remember?
prettymysteriousPublished 3 minutes ago in PoetsUTOPIA[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.
Just Words
Just Words? This little turn of phrase Meaningful or not meaningful element of speech and writing Just words Why do they hit me like stones?
Nidhi PatelPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsPain in Rain
Summer is fine Yet raining is not a pain Feelings all are mine Not enjoying rain in itself is a crime though it provokes a drink of champagne
Stay In Ya Lane
When you need to tell somebody where to get off cuz things been body-language’d and euphemised and polite-ed and hinted at 'til kingdom come
The Dani WriterPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsDinosaurs Don't Inspire Me
I'm sorry, Vocal. I just couldn't do it. I couldn't get inspired to write a poem about dinosaurs. I just didn't have it in me. Maybe because I've always been a bit freaked out about them? And the fact that they never captured my imagination didn't help, either. Is that okay?
Shirley BelkPublished about 11 hours ago in Poets"Memory's Embrace"
In the depths of mind, a treasure trove lies Where memories slumber, waiting to rise Like whispers in the wind, they echo through time
Isra SaleemPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsThe sparking Feather
In the strong and furious gale, when no one was about, an observing guy saw, all of a sudden, a feather most adorable.
P.A.Vinura JayasankaPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsI Am a Dinosaur
That's what they tell me, Too fast to be pitied, Too slow to be cool. I remember when the internet was new, Dial up, forums, bulletin boards, and AOL.
Strange Alchemy
I am King, head heavy Apex predator carcass scavenger sensual cannibal sussing out scents through a honeycomb of olfactory receptors
Davina Zinn McKeePublished about 14 hours ago in PoetsSpring Is Meant for Planting
Wake early and surely I will be sorry and I will be tired clearly. ~ At the end of the day mercy
Denise E LindquistPublished about 15 hours ago in PoetsTraining
There was a training this week. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday! I couldn't publish anything on my phone or until I got home. So, I wrote the following sitting in the training when others were presenting.
Denise E LindquistPublished about 16 hours ago in Poets