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No matter their age, some celebrities have old souls; poems written by celebrity poets and your favorite celebrities' favorite poems.
National days on Mon Apr 22nd, 2024
Introduction As the world turns its calendar to Monday, April 22nd, 2024, a multitude of nations across the globe will come together to celebrate their unique cultural identities, historical milestones, and cherished traditions. National days are more than just mere holidays; they are a tapestry woven from the threads of a nation's past, present, and aspirations for the future. On this particular day, diverse countries will raise their flags high, donning their traditional attire and embracing the spirit of unity and pride that defines their national essence.
Mai SophiaPublished 6 days ago in PoetsEncounter a poet outside his poems
The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
Hridya SharmaPublished 6 days ago in PoetsLife-2
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
Atomic HistorianPublished 6 days ago in PoetsElvis’ Blue Suede Blues
Elvis had a pair of shoes, That was special, oh so fine, He called them his blue suede shoes, And they were his pride and shine.
Ewa PatokaPublished 7 days ago in PoetsIPL
Batsmen with swift strokes, Sixes soaring like eagles high, IPL delight.
And There Was Daryl
Last night I sliced away at the red and blue strings harvesting anxiety releasing remnants of us and of you but I cut too deep
We'll Soon be Dust
We savour the palpable silence, save the tinkling of ice upon glass. All is quiet... but what of the tension that sparks the night?
Don’t call us dead
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
Hridya SharmaPublished 10 days ago in PoetsLet's get Lost
Hades "Lets get Lost" If Chet Baker was Hades, he would get all the Ladies. While singing his song they would swoon along. Too bad his fires got the best of his desires. Lost in the lights that got to bright. Darkness nobody could understands. If Chet Baker was Hades, he would get all the Ladies. He once stole some keys and gave them to me. Said don't Ignite the fires they will kill all your desires. If Chet Baker was Hades, he would get all the Ladies. Will I recognize the light in his eyes, That no other eyes reveal? Or will I pass him by and never even know. That he was Hades. If Chet Baker was hades, he probably did get a lot of the Ladies.
Kallie VenturiniPublished 10 days ago in PoetsPain
Pain What is pain? Pain is only feeling the rain On a sunny day Pain is being alone in a crowded room Pain is not having them around
Atomic HistorianPublished 10 days ago in PoetsThe Voice
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
Atomic HistorianPublished 10 days ago in PoetsExploring the World's Enigmatic Spectacle.
Each step unveils mysteries, every hue carries secrets en masse. A tale of twilight and dawn, this peculiar odyssey unfolds,
Kamran AlamPublished 11 days ago in Poets