Latest in Poets
  • Medicine Woman
    Published 15 minutes ago
    I am wind

    I am wind

    Warm and soft today
  • Luigino Q
    Published 37 minutes ago
    In Dreams

    In Dreams

    I loved nothing; hated all.
  • Luigino Q
    Published about an hour ago
    In Reality

    In Reality

    It's perfect.
  • Keren-VS-World
    Published about an hour ago
    I Remained Quiet

    I Remained Quiet

    I’m sorry.
  • AC
    Published about an hour ago
    Used To

    Used To

    you used to love her,
  • Deon Durr
    Published about an hour ago
    Love To Let Go

    Love To Let Go

    Standing on the top of the world.
Staff Picks
  • Bryana Fern
    Published 5 days ago
    Poetry of the Lizard King

    Poetry of the Lizard King

    You may know him as Mr. Mojo Risin, the psychedelic rock god of The Doors or you may know him as just a disturbing and strange artist who joined the famed 27 Club with his death on July 3, 1971. Both accounts would be true. Love him or hate him, James Douglas Morrison created a counter culture movement of rage that filled the 60s in stark opposition to the positive message of love from contemporaries John Lennon. Instead, Morrison tapped into the collective conscious of a generation enraged and disturbed by its wars and conspiracies and failures. Its betrayals.
  • Sierra Lynn
    Published 26 days ago
    6 Ways I Overcome Writers Block When it Comes to Poetry.

    6 Ways I Overcome Writers Block When it Comes to Poetry.

    When it comes to writing, words usually come pretty easy. As true as this statement may be everyone gets hit with cinder blocks that may prevent them from creating a masterpiece.
  • Anna-Alexia Basile
    Published 2 months ago
    dancing air

    dancing air

    how does one describe
  • Kylee Cheyanne
    Published 4 months ago
    Sonnet Three...
  • Don Lax
    Published 4 months ago
    Endless Ocean of Love

    Endless Ocean of Love

    How would it feel to float
  • Chantelle Wynta
    Published 4 months ago
    You hurt me the most...When I said No

    You hurt me the most...When I said No

    Readers discretion please be advised - This poem's nature and language might cause upset or trigger.
Featured Collections
Heartbreak
  • Luigino Q
    Published 37 minutes ago
    In Dreams

    In Dreams

    I loved nothing; hated all.
  • AC
    Published about an hour ago
    Used To

    Used To

    you used to love her,
  • Deon Durr
    Published about an hour ago
    Love To Let Go

    Love To Let Go

    Standing on the top of the world.
Inspirational
Love Poems
  • Maurice Blocker
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Together Again?
  • Anne Watts
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Love & Coffee

    Love & Coffee

    Having coffee together
  • Lalana Balea
    Published about 4 hours ago
    2:55am

    2:55am

    Forever seemed far gone from my present reality
Nature Poetry
  • Medicine Woman
    Published 15 minutes ago
    I am wind

    I am wind

    Warm and soft today
  • Yasmin Bhad
    Published about 4 hours ago
    Orb

    Orb

    Plant based we tread across this damp fragile land,
  • Kris Leliel - Authentikei
    Published 4 days ago
    Elemental Magic - Fire

    Elemental Magic - Fire

    Fire introduced himself as the fuel for survival and a slow killer. I thought thinking of his slow burns made my teeth chatter not realizing the cold surrounding was the chill of fear. I admired his trickster ways and wanted to learn from him, while I hid in the cold without knowing why.
Sad Poetry
  • Luigino Q
    Published about an hour ago
    In Reality

    In Reality

    It's perfect.
  • Yasmin Bhad
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Jester

    Jester

    Threading the needle,
  • Daisy Florence
    Published about 21 hours ago
    Am I here?

    Am I here?

    So far I haven’t published a poem just as I’m writing it but right now it seems fitting. When I post this - even if only the moderator sees it - I won’t be invisible any longer. And that is a happy feeling indeed.
Slam Poetry
  • Harydo Neon
    Published about 3 hours ago
    Good, Bad, Ugly

    Good, Bad, Ugly

    Let's tell a story, untold yet popular
  • Ke'auna James
    Published 3 days ago
    The Depths of My Black
  • Asya Fields
    Published 4 days ago
    When My Mom Tries to Make Sure I'm Not Biting My Nails

    When My Mom Tries to Make Sure I'm Not Biting My Nails

    When my mom tries to make sure I’m not biting my nails, she evaluates my mental health. Taking note of all the names transmitted over phone calls within the past month. Her sentences fill with just make sure’s and as long as’s. As if addiction is easier to swallow if I stopped enjoying the taste of fingers to teeth, As if gnawing away at my mistakes, hoping an even nail will even out my breath. As if my mind doesn’t re-play my anxieties in HD. As if you are ashamed of anxiety personifying the mommy daughter relationship you always prayed for.
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Surreal Poetry
  • Daisy Florence
    Published about 22 hours ago
    What I Really Want

    What I Really Want

    (I've been trying not to leave such big gaps between each line but it's really difficult with the format that Vocal sets out. I will leave this poem a little gappy today.) I wrote this poem in a bad place. A few years ago now. My job was becoming more and more stressful and I was still living with my parents who I haven't always seen eye-to-eye with. I was feeling like I just needed to get away from it all. I felt like I couldn't be loved back in a romantic or platonic sense. I felt like I didn't deserve my family or friends. I was completely worthless to myself and even to this day I still feel it a little. This poem got to me and I had to write it all down - what I was feeling in that very moment. Needless to say - I felt much better afterwards.
  • Elizabeth 'Wild' Roberts
    Published a day ago
    Unexpected Surprises

    Unexpected Surprises

    They say life happens when you least expect it
  • Elizabeth 'Wild' Roberts
    Published a day ago
    Until Next Time

    Until Next Time

    It's dusk and the pool lights
Vintage
  • Susan Loehe
    Published 3 days ago
    glass houses

    glass houses

    once, an old victorian greenhouse was tucked into a corner of a very old property, it's quaint domes and spires with slow melted glass curvy and throwing reflection in the torchlight.
  • Janelle barker
    Published 15 days ago
    The 80's

    The 80's

    Living in the 80’s
  • Tyler Hall
    Published about a month ago
    Sylvester the Firebeard

    Sylvester the Firebeard

    Many centuries ago once lived a pirate ,