Ballad

Practice Death
A century later you and I would be late Yet for the world that doesn't matter Struggling the fate Death stops all your pain
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
Tomorrow, Tomorrow... Will we love you, Tomorrow?
2033… where will we all be? ??? Orbiting our green earth Mortals travel…dripping with gold… Low gravity motels… Buying whatever can be sold.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶3 years ago in Poets
The light of my life
I think of you when I look at the stars. I would immediately surrender my heart to you, and you are like a book with countless pages, still new and unread. Many have tried to read you, why did they try and now they wonder. They didn't understand what was written on the first page, read on, your heart defends. My urges to win you were strong, against them, all others were false. Others, with unscratched hearts, pulled out their own, torn into thousands of pieces mine. Only you have the cure for my wounds, turn me the other way, my light! Don't let me feel thirsty by the river, may our hearts join and beat as one
By Nikola Ilic3 years ago in Poets
Dual Echoes
You are beautiful and capable I speak the truth in these words This thought is inescapable You are heightened, senses stabled
By Bridge Theory3 years ago in Poets
Snowfall of Defiance
In the twilight of despair, arrows danced in the air, Brother's desperate dash, a perilous affair. Snow, on horseback swift, a savior's intent,
By The Masked Reviewer3 years ago in Poets
Princess Of Whales
There appears to be a modicum of uncertainty intertwined with your query. Presently, there exists no widely acknowledged designation akin to "Princess of Whale." However, if the nexus of your curiosity was to glean insights into the Princess of Wales, permit me to proffer a fascinating nugget about one of the most illustrious Princesses of Wales, Princess Diana.
By Scott Lewis3 years ago in Poets
A Sip of Amour. Content Warning.
A sip of amour Transcended amidst the virtues of love that are deemed true, I pondered over the predefined chaos that the amorous birds of prey hid under its sinew
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Contradictions Poem
You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows.
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
In the depths of my poetry
I breathe in the sauntering air that collapses my being, I breathe through the crevices of my existence unseen. Uncertainty in its yonder strikes in bolt on the scars that nobody sees,
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Intimacy
What kind of intimacy do you seek Physical intimacy seems easier to find than any other kind But it’s more important to find intimacy of the mind
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
"CATALINA BOARDWALK ROMANCE". Content Warning.
This is fictional prose. The characters and story are fictional, and were created by the author's eclectic brain of fairytales blended with real life of places, people, and other stuff. The Pink Blush Hotel and The Dream Factory Studios are fictional properties. Any reflection to real characters is coincidental.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 years ago in Poets
To the surreal strength we hold
This is an ode to the might that we hold in our hearts to mellow through the banter of our strife. We are extraordinary species that surpass the wit and intelligence of any existing creature in the biotic ecosystem. Our minds are constantly evolving in every minuscular way to foretell the vision of tomorrow. Life is a monotonous series of exemplary events that forge their being in the mundanity of a day. Stirring with the hustle-bustle of every day becomes burdening when life shows how uncertain our mortality is and how placated we are in the hands of the unknown.
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets