After Mother Was Gone When mother left, silence filled the home, Each room stood still, as if turned to stone. The voice that once felt like morning light,
By hassan khan6 months ago in Poets
I screamed from the rooftops today I screamed as loud as I could. My closest and dearest all to the furthest and coldest could hear my voice; but they tilted their head in disbelief.
By Cadma6 months ago in Poets
Eve, our mother of mothers, bit the apple as she was told a loyal servant, she wanted only to have her teeth marks be shown
By Kera Hollow6 months ago in Poets
She did not leave all at once. There was no single moment to mark her ending. She thinned slowly, a thread loosening from a sleeve,
By Emma Boots-Teale 6 months ago in Poets
Waking up in the moment of a lifetime Where the pain subsides and I can breathe easy again Until I see the light of a passion lost
By Gunnar Anderson6 months ago in Poets
The house did not die all at once. It faded carefully, room by room, like someone trying not to wake a child. First the garden disappeared,
By ๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ผ. ๐๐ท๐ธ๐ท๐๐ถ๐ธ๐พ๐ผ๐ป6 months ago in Poets
Itโs not you Itโs not me Yet Somehow it was us ... You wonโt say You donโt dare Why did you claim all the silence? ...
By Sasha Desideri6 months ago in Poets
I counted every grain of sand and realised it's not enough. Not for the stories that still live inside my head. Not for the plans I have prepared.
By Amanda Abela6 months ago in Poets
The house still stands on Maple Street, but emptyโ a body without breath, the windows dark as closed eyes. I drove past last week and didnโt recognize my own childhood
By Aarsh Malik6 months ago in Poets
Tartan Farm. Where once mornings steamed Off thoroughbred backs that breathed and dreamed. Where fences stitched the emerald land
By Christy C. House6 months ago in Poets
You came in quietly, softer than prayer, Before the world could learn to speak your name; We made a room inside our hearts with care,
By Emilie Turner6 months ago in Poets
Gone is the oak tree and the girl who climbed it One remains though wholly changed, one is here but not the same My bones ache like breaking branches,
By Raine Neal6 months ago in Poets
