Elegy

Hope is the thing with feathers
Hope— It isn't loud. It never shouts. It hides in silence, in the doubts. It slips between the broken cracks, A whispered song that always comes back.
By Umar Aminabout a year ago in Poets
Fading
Tell me how to be away Tell me how to get away Tell me where to go from here Tell that you'll be always near. Explain to me how to flee
By Alexander McEvoyabout a year ago in Poets
The Disappearing Act
It starts with slow steps not dramatic, not loud. Just the quiet unraveling of threads no one sees. You laugh, and the sound is real enough
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
The Flaw in Perfection
They say it's beautiful. Flawless. They say it stirred something deep. Moved them. Changed them. But I’ve seen that shape
By Umar Aminabout a year ago in Poets
Damnatio Memoriae
You want to vanish? Really disappear? Roll out of bed And look in your mirror *** Over 117 billion Human souls ever born
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
Ghosts
How do you talk to the ghost of the unknown? What to do when you’re alone in room full of people It’s your personal rain cloud on a sunny day
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Our Home Still Thinks You're Here
As dusk settles, and the water boils, I set out one bowl. One fork. One green cup. The phantoms appear like houseguests I never invited.
By cameron crewsabout a year ago in Poets
All You Need
Now listen close (I promise it's true) hark well the wisdom I'm sharing with you. The most unexpected way for you to disappear
By Judey Kalchik about a year ago in Poets
Instructions on How to-. Content Warning.
You coveted me for months— an eternity in tides, extracting each grain of sand from under my fingernails. Enamored by my skin—
By Bride of Soundabout a year ago in Poets
POEM - Roots In Concrete
Beneath the towers, steel and glass, Where shadows stretch and people pass, A silent tale begins to weave— Of roots that clutch and won’t let leave.
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Introduction I was listening to Bob Dylan at Budokan, and "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" came on, and I thought, that is the way we all eventually disappear, although hopefully we will be remembered, and I also thought that would be a good concept for the Vocal challenge.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Blown Away
I spent a lifetime waiting For mine to finally begin Wasting away Blowing off grain by grain In the wind I was atrophied in the position I began
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets