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The unkind atrocity of kindness
The unkind atrocity of kindness On nights that are filled with darkness and despair, Where the blanket bites under the coldness of the swaying air.
Hridya SharmaPublished about a month ago in PoetsEmpty Souls
Empty souls Trying to fill the hole The void All to avoid the reality There is no amount of alcohol, drugs, or roids to make the pain go away
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsScars-2
A head full of scars Not from barbs and bars Or even a stray car No They’re from the pain of life They make me friendly but distant
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsScars
The scars outside Are nothing compared to those on the inside The ones we use lies to hide Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsAnkylosaurus
Covered in armor and spikes They cover me from head to toe However, if you can reach it There’s a soft spot below But good luck with that
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsVillain
Always the villain Never the victim If it has happened to you I probably caused it Either through action or inaction
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in PoetsHow Embracing Uncertainty Can Lead to Better Choices
Accustomed to the time, our existence should fall in a line, Adhere to societal expectations else in the pits of failure
Hridya SharmaPublished about a month ago in PoetsBlack Momma Math
Ayesha held the folded permission slip. "Three dollars for pictures? Plus a yearbook?" “It’s not a luxury, child,” Ms. Johnson’s voice echoed.
Bishnu KumarPublished about a month ago in PoetsThe Silent Resilience
The Silent Resilience I often talk about the resilience and strength that lies within us to be the best version of ourselves everyday. The growth that envisions the dreams we embody, and the manifestations we yearn for to come true. All of them are reflections of how the world within us forges itself, whether we are at peace with ourselves or our existence belies in the chaos of being alive.
Hridya SharmaPublished about a month ago in PoetsBREAD AND EGG MY SAVIOR
In the days of joyful youth, a tale unfolds, Of a snack so simple, yet worth more than gold. Fried egg and bread, a delicacy divine,
Fonki Ndenibi JoelPublished about a month ago in PoetsTears and Smile
Certainly! Here's an expanded version of the poem: --- I would not trade the sorrows nestled in my heart For the fleeting joys of the crowded throng's part.
Peculiar BeautyPublished about a month ago in PoetsChameleon
I’m a chameleon One in a million Which only means there are a thousand others like me You may not like me My skin is rough
Atomic HistorianPublished about a month ago in Poets