A quiet stream, a gentle sound, Where ancient trees their roots have bound. The blacksmith's hammer, a steady beat, Guiding the rhythm of busy feet.
By Tafsirul Talukdar luvdo2 years ago in Poets
If you find this poem between grocery lists and laundry piles— it’s for you. You, who forgets to count themselves in the list
By Malik Kashif2 years ago in Poets
You were a poem I never wrote down. I kept you between breath and heartbeat, where ink couldn’t erase you.
A hundred names carved in the bark of this old oak. Some hearts still beat, some don't. The tree doesn’t know which is which.
I saw you in the reflection of a broken window— a ghost of a glance lit by accidental moonlight. You didn’t look away.
Fold me a planet from paper dreams— crease it at regret, tuck the moons under laughter, let it spin on an axis of maybe.
Beneath my feet, stones tell stories— not loud, but persistent. A sigh of gravel, the hush of moss. They remember where rivers ran,
I want to bite into humanity like an apple- hard, sudden, deliberate- to crack the skin with my teeth and let the juice of their vulnerability run down my chin.
By Christiane Winter2 years ago in Poets
+++ Taco Bell +++ 🌮🔔 used to have a chihuahua mascot. I heard it died. I cried. The rumor is that it was shot in the head
By Lightning Bolt ⚡2 years ago in Poets
Today was just another day Of sadness, of sorrow No different than tomorrow. The universe cast me in my role but the universe hasn't made me whole
By Chris Z2 years ago in Poets
Darkness was impaired in its transgression as hope seemed to find its way, A startling realisation, a sight to behold, one might deem to say.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Suddenly, One Afternoon – Samiul Nirjon Suddenly, I saw her on one side of the road— I never thought it would be possible in such troubled times.
By Rejuan Ratul2 years ago in Poets
