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Sand Castles
Sand castles upon the sand Created from seemingly nothing They never know how low or high the tide is How long their time will last
Atomic HistorianPublished 18 days ago in PoetsGod will wreck your plans if your plans wreck you
The most benevolent outrage ever silenced were the gallant echoes of the mind. In the dreariest of tremors, the tiniest fragment of hope prevails,
Hridya SharmaPublished 18 days ago in PoetsWho waved from my mother's flat?
Yesterday, I had an inexplicable experience during my visit to my mom's home in Belgium that has left me baffled. Every few months, I travel from Paris to see her, keeping up a tradition we've had for 17 years - she waves goodbye to me from her third floor window as I walk to the bus stop down the path outside her apartment building.
spooky sessionPublished 19 days ago in PoetsNight Visitor
This unforgettable experience happened to me several years ago. One night, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, my black cat Sabrina scratched at my bedroom door, wanting to go outside.
spooky sessionPublished 19 days ago in PoetsBeautiful love poem
In the tranquil murmurs of the evening, Where shadows dance in the moon's delicate light, I track down comfort in your delicate hug,
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 19 days ago in PoetsThe Unfolding Office and Michael Journey
Numerous love stories that have inspired generations with their everlasting spirit may be found throughout human history. The tale of Sarah and Michael stands out among the others as an example of the enduring power of love. Their story is laced with themes of serendipity, tenacity, and unshakable commitment; it's a stunning tapestry that never fails to enthrall readers.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 19 days ago in PoetsA Story of Discovery and Desire
In the foggy gleam of nightfall, with the air thick with the commitment of summer, she felt a blending profound inside her. It was a sensation she couldn't exactly name, a shuddering of expectation that moved along her skin like the main murmurs of a late spring breeze. She lay underneath the shade of stars, her heart beating in musicality with the beating thump of the evening.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 19 days ago in PoetsSex and love story
Few human emotions entwine as deeply and passionately as sex and love in the maze of human emotions. They are the soul's twin flames, illuminating everyone who dares to dance in their flickering light with a spell of passion and devotion. But hidden behind the creases of this intricate embroidery is a story that goes well beyond the sensuality of desire and explores the fundamentals of closeness and connection.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 19 days ago in PoetsDoes traumatic darkness engulf the light that one embodies?
The unsatiated anger that blinded the sights of glee, In the erratic ferocity of animosity, he pushed away the light that everyone could see.
Hridya SharmaPublished 21 days ago in PoetsKeys
My keys don’t jingle jangle They’re a tale of tales A web of confusion Sewn to protect what I hold dear A tool A mechanism
Atomic HistorianPublished 21 days ago in PoetsThe Last Resident
This story took place in the spring of 2018, when my friend and I were 21 years old. We had met in high school and bonded over our shared love of outdoor adventure. There's an old railroad-turned-gravel trail that winds through the heavy forests and valleys near our midwestern town for over 10 miles.
spooky sessionPublished 21 days ago in PoetsThe Last Line
I’ve been the last line to many Just another pretty penny A daring glance A lark A shot in the dark A tree that harkens you to rub against its bark
Atomic HistorianPublished 22 days ago in Poets