celebrities

No matter their age, some celebrities have old souls; poems written by celebrity poets and your favorite celebrities' favorite poems.

Love is a metaphor
Love begins with a metaphor that rules in the contradiction of vows, The one that emphasizes the conditionality one endows
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Wilderness-2
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By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Convincing my favorite book to change its name
Triabilsing with the terror of the unknown, Gasping at the bane of my existence, my soul set on a quest to discover a new home
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Stumbling
Looking at how many days it’s been Since I was last here I’ve lost pace again But it’s for a better reason this time than last year
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The Fine Art Of Destruction
Introduction Mick Smith posted an idea on Facebook. I'm sure he will be ok with me sharing it, but visit his Facebook Page to see his amazing work.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
Nicobar pigeons
The Nicobar pigeon (Caloenas nicobarica) is a beautiful and colorful bird native to the Nicobar Islands in the Indian Ocean.
By “M”3 years ago in Poets
Unbreakable
You thought your model was unbreakable But little did you know How much one person can endure in one year Once in a lifetime events
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The Symphony Of Creation
In the beginning, there was nothing but an infinite void, a canvas waiting for the brushstroke of existence. Within this emptiness, there stirred an essence, a spark yearning to ignite the symphony of creation. This essence, the primordial force, danced in the silence, shaping itself into the very fabric of reality.
By AKINDOYIN AKINTOYESE3 years ago in Poets
The magic and beauty of spring. Content Warning.
In the realm of angst, where shadows abide, I shall speak of spring, a season to confide. For even in nature's grandest display,
By John Biz243 years ago in Poets
happiness
What is the concept of happiness? What are the things that make you happy? I believe that the reasons for happiness differ from one person to another, but they may be similar in some points
By “M”3 years ago in Poets
Work Time
It’s all becoming clearer It’s all smoke and mirrors As everything draws nearer We pretend to do the right thing But life’s queerer than it seems
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Wilderness
They think I’m always on the hunt Always on the prowl But usually I’m just sitting here Thinking Pondering in this wilderness I call my brain
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets