book reviews

Reviews of the best poetry books, collections and anthologies; discover poems and up-and-coming poets across all cultures, genres and themes.

Heart and Soul
You swipe and scroll all you want But that’s not what you’ll ever want Find someone that wants you for your heart That wants to connect
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE DIE
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN WE DIE Did you know that upon our physical death, our souls undergo a life review lasting 21 Earth days? As our spirits depart our earthly bodies, we naturally gravitate toward a radiant light—the source of the reincarnation cycle. Following a thorough lifetime review that evaluates our accumulated karma, we face a pivotal choice: to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation or reconnect with the ultimate source and consciousness of the Creator.
By wisdom3 years ago in Poets
Father
Ghosts in my head Of a relationship we never had Raised by my dad But you I never set eyes on Long forgotten A dream A past deeply desired
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Soul
The profanity of creating duality in humanity A nonexistent existence Forcing torturous courses Mapped haphazardly Wrapping and trapping us in painful happenstance
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Murmurs of Sundown: An Inestimable Villanelle
In dusk's dance, a delicate and muffled shade (A) A material painted with the blurring day (B) A quiet scene, where dreams are conceived once more (A)
By Manjit@6400..3 years ago in Poets
All The World's A Stage
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts,
By Olaoluwa3 years ago in Poets
Dancing in Twilight's Dream
Dancing in twilight's dream Light as smooth as cream We talk most everyday I love when I see you walking my way My heart thumpa thump thumps
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
KILLER. Content Warning.
In the dimly lit city of shadows, where secrets clung to the alleys like the scent of rain on pavement, a mysterious figure emerged. Cloaked in darkness and shrouded in a veil of anonymity, this enigmatic presence was known only as "The Raven."
By Gideon Sunday3 years ago in Poets
BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS
Once upon a time, in a quaint little village nestled between rolling hills and lush green meadows, there existed a garden so magical that it seemed to have sprung forth from the dreams of the gods themselves. This enchanting place was known far and wide as the Garden of Serenity.
By Gideon Sunday3 years ago in Poets
BEAUTY
In gardens bathed in twilight's soft embrace, Where blossoms bloom with elegance and grace, A tapestry of beauty unfurls its wings,
By Gideon Sunday3 years ago in Poets
SEX. Content Warning.
In the realm of intimacy, where two hearts entwine, A dance of passion, a connection so divine. In the quiet spaces where whispers ignite,
By Gideon Sunday3 years ago in Poets
Reality
My beliefs tell me I have free will But reality tells me there’s a path Before and behind As I watch it unfold It winds its way through the universe
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets