Life is full of risk But sometimes I really can’t believe some of these people actually exist What is wrong with them How have they not gotten a face full of fist
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
No one needs to know What goes on Between the hum and the song We’re all searching for a place to belong Even if sometimes it feels wrong
Sometimes you have to move on To find what you’re looking for Was it in the cabinet? No. The drawer? Oh well I’ll find another one
Oh, open for me, Phalaenopsis, mottled, majestic mouth, that I may Regard your radiant, resilient splintered magenta tongue
By Wen Xiaosheng2 years ago in Poets
In the hands of tomorrow To bemoan the existence of what could be, The atrocity of what ifs set its fangs deeper into the present space of serenity.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
There is a beautiful world beyond selfishness and greed Children live in that unique world, Let them live there! SK PRIHAR
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Poets
A vacant variable; a cloaked void Coat, hat and cane framing empty, blue sky You might be worried, a bit paranoid Relax—do not this power deny
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Which is the real me The one they see Or the one I see when you’re looking at me Distorted images in my mind Having never known what I look like to the world
Waiting for holiness to be restored For a new temple and a fresh priesthood For renewed life for those lost and adored For peace and joy in every neighborhood
In the crucible of hardship’s fire, Strength is forged in trials’ embrace, A spirit tested, rising higher, Emerging with a fierce, unyielding grace.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
In the stillness of the soul's deep night, A flicker of truth begins to glow, A path unfolds, both dark and bright, Where only the brave dare to go.
In the echoes of forgotten days, Memories drift like autumn leaves, Fading colors, once so bright, Now softened by the hands of time.
