Elegy
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Dinosaur Town
We called it Dinosaur Town --a cookie cutter, quintessential little borough where anthropomorphized predator and prey lived in harmony.
Alexandria StanwyckPublished 11 minutes ago in Poets Grief on Hold
It was the day before going away when I got the news that my dear best friend had passed on. Her cancer, spreading, her pain troubling, her life no more.
Denise LarkinPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsJust Five Minutes of Loving You
The world dims down, a silent, blurry scene, Just you and I, a whispered, sweet routine. Five minutes stolen, from a day so long,
Moharif YuliantoPublished about 13 hours ago in PoetsIt's Been Three Hours
The clock ticks slow, a metronome of dread, Three hours etched, a lifetime in my head. The world outside, a symphony unheard,
Moharif YuliantoPublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsA Natural History
we went and arrived by ancient subway the car loudly rattling through all its steel bones –our much softer ones did the same–
Mark FrancisPublished about 17 hours ago in PoetsPearly Whites
Its pearly whites Feed the Pearly Gates In hogbelly bites When it masticates * Rudimentary arms Will flap impotent Even its thunder-thighs' charms
Gerard DiLeoPublished a day ago in PoetsGod Made You for Me
In the grand design of destiny’s plan, God molded you with a gentle hand. Every detail carefully crafted, each trait and quality matched. Your laughter, a symphony of delight, filling my life with colours so bright.
Joseph AkaguPublished a day ago in PoetsCould We Always Be Together
Beneath a sky of twilight's gentle hue, We stand, two souls entwined, a timeless view. The whisper of the wind through leaves so green,
Moharif YuliantoPublished a day ago in PoetsElegy for the Unsung Minstrel
Elegy for the Unsung Minstrel In cobwebbed corners of forgotten archives, beneath layers of dust and faded ink, slumbers the spectral verse of an unheralded bard. Their quill, once a conduit for whispered dreams, lies now brittle and still, a testament to a life uncelebrated.
Ahmad Al AminPublished a day ago in PoetsLove Across the Seas
The salty tang of longing filled the air, As Amelia gazed across the ocean's glare. Sunsets bled crimson, mirroring her heart,
Moharif YuliantoPublished 2 days ago in PoetsPomegranate
The crimson jewel bursts forth from the bough, A promise of sweetness, a hidden vow. Pomegranate, a fruit of myth and desire,
Moharif YuliantoPublished 2 days ago in PoetsFlower of Death (07.00 am)
Not the rose with its velvet embrace, Nor the lily, a symbol of grace, This flower blooms where shadows creep, A beauty born where darkness sleeps.
Moharif YuliantoPublished 2 days ago in Poets