Ballad
Father Forgive Me
Tell me what you really want and please make it simple ---------- ---------- ---------- I've explained it in all perspectives, try to remember
J. K. AndersonPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe art of absolute surrender
The art of absolute surrender To be everything that we yearn for to come true, and to not be a failure, an agonized loser in the eyes of others. We toil in our everyday trials to achieve our dreams, to become the person of our dreams. Sometimes we doubt ourselves, are we worthy enough to be the best version of ourselves we envision ourselves to be? The journey of life can be behold in its uncertain waters, questioning the belief we have for ourselves.
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 months ago in PoetsThe Roar of Tradition
In the throng of the festival's heart, they wake, Two dancers beneath the lion's vibrant skin. With a leap and a bound, tradition they partake,
Festive Fusion FindsPublished 4 months ago in PoetsScenery of Society
July July every summer you come back and make me relive these torturous memories. July do you remember the day you almost drowned I do. July I can’t get away from your punishment July I wanna know why you cursed me. July I remember our hard times before July we can’t start over.
Rikki la rougePublished 4 months ago in PoetsI'm lost
I'm lost in a maze of swirling thoughts, Wandering through a forest of doubt and fears, Each turn I take leads to another cross,
Just suffer in silence
In shadows deep, where light does fade, Suffering lurks, in silent shade. A heart that aches, with burdens pressed, Seeks solace, yearning for some rest.
Lost
Oh, where did you go Are you beneath the bed Or in the pillow Where are you strange fellow Lost to eternity How did you ever enter me
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in Poets- Top Story - January 2024
The Dragon in Me
This is an entry to "The Dragon in Me" challenge prompted by the group, "Vocal*Voices in Minor." The song linked above – “Disarm” by The Smashing Pumpkins was the inspiration for the words and structure of this poem.
KJ AartilaPublished 5 months ago in Poets What Is The Shape of Dream?
What is the shape of your dreams? nightingale with a mouth tape Something different as it seems What did I mean Right in the poem
venĝo
I can see you, dancing in my shadow. I can hear you, singing my cursed songs. One by one, I will rise And push you out of the sun.
Jennisea RedfieldPublished 5 months ago in PoetsEchoes of Battle
In the quiet shadow of the night, Echoes of battles, raw and tight. The drums of war, they loudly beat, A somber rhythm, no retreat.
You-5
I just want to love you But you’re not here I don’t want to be above you Nor below I can see the hole in your soul Can you see mine
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in Poets