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Rumi's Mystical Verses
In the realm where souls unite, Rumi's words ignite pure light. His poetry, a mystic guide, Unveiling truths we cannot hide.
Oasis
Of the things that bring me comfort, writing has been strong But elusive, as many things are Because setting words to paper (or print) tends to feel wrong
Lizzy GabrickPublished 11 months ago in PoetsROMEO JULIET
In fair Verona, a tale unfolds, Of love so fierce, their hearts behold. Romeo, a passionate soul, his heart aflame, And Juliet, a vision, a love they can't tame.
RAIN
In the quiet realm where shadows fall, The heavens weep and tears descend. Rain, the poet's muse, does it all, A dance of emotions, a story to send.
- Top Story - June 2023
Organ Tender
There is a nook between my mattress and the wall. Some nights, I take out my brain and hide it there so I can sleep. Some mornings, I leave it for the dogs to find and fight over, still a better existence than residing in my head.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished 11 months ago in Poets The Mind Darts
Disco balls circle my head- I fall in step to the tempo- Sidelining the lights and my busy hands- Tapping my toes- Rocking my hips away from responsibility-
Jada FergusonPublished 11 months ago in PoetsTroubled Soldier
There was a soldier who abandoned orders. An individual independent overestimated his strength. Alone he pressed forward with a Uranium Monkey on his shoulders.
OneWithPenPublished 11 months ago in PoetsLife
Doing the dishes, after packing the camper, I would do it, differently than you do. Seems like we dawdle around the topic of cancer,
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 11 months ago in PoetsDirty Laundry
Now I've never been the one to air out dirty laundry what happened in private stayed all on me but you had no problem running your mouth about me making me the villain of every story while I hid the truth to protect your glory but maybe it's time to come clean maybe it's time to be the villain you've made me out to be.
shiney poetryPublished 11 months ago in PoetsI wish
Sometimes I wish I would have stood up for myself sooner. Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have let the hurt break me. Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have stayed silent.
shiney poetryPublished 11 months ago in PoetsA distracting question
Did I Start To Read A Challenge To Interrupt Onerous Nothingness? I may have. And it worked.
Rachel DeemingPublished 11 months ago in PoetsLily's Quest: Unearthing the Enchanted Forest's Treasure
Once upon a time in a small village nestled among rolling hills, there lived a young girl named Lily. She had a wild mane of chestnut curls that cascaded down her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled like the morning dew on a flower petal. Lily possessed a heart full of curiosity and an unyielding desire for adventure.