fact or fiction

Is it fact or merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores the myths and beliefs we hold about what makes a good poem and the poetry rules that were made to be broken.

Life Online
Online dating Online shopping Online rating Never stopping Realtime FaceTime Disconnected Our time My time Redirected
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Games
Oh, the childish games that we play For pleasure and survival Contemplating moves to make The steps we take are primal Games that stimulate the mind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
We Let It Burn, And They Watch
Humanity is destined to die at the hands of the spirits living with evil intent, and they all watch us fall into chaos, the spirits that are all-knowing, all-telling,
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
A Love Bleeds
The wife, Who was crying with love, Was crying with love, Pulling the white cloth, Looking for a drop of blood, But without it,
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Move at Your Pace
Don't struggle ...with things that should be still Like running .. with things that should be walked Everything .. has a rhythm
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
When We Part Ways
When the time comes … we must part ways To go to a new path that is better than before Don't see parting as a sad thing Because some parting ways with old things
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
The Silent Sanctuary
The quiet demeanor of my colleague Jennifer helped me understand important things. Her habit of staying by herself made others perceive her as unfeeling at first. The quiet nature of her helping deeds unveiled contrary information about her character.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Mental Health coach- Dr Edward
Dr. Edward... Dr. Edward the Mind Healer Nah! Fake Healer, Actually kids Candy's and Chocolate Stealer He never went to university, Nither took an EXam His Wise? It came from Instagram; what a Scam! He asks some deep Questions, then you forget your name Even if he Charges a fee— He's got no shame He claims to heal the troubled Mind But his brain— Error 404 page can't find He smiles eerily— It scars the bees Even Ghosts say, "Doctor, please! He writes a journal every night And wonders if his pillow is Right His parrot only read his journal with great pride While reading parrot rolls its eyes so wide C'mon Doctor, you've gone too far Go ask for wisdom from a pickle in a jar
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Poets
Rain in Aprill
Eyes lift to the dusk Eighteen, and the moon whispered As if ready to weep
By arafat chowdhury2 years ago in Poets
It's Normal
Normal things You can't expect everyone to love you.. Some people love you, some people hate you.. It's normal. You can't expect everything to be easy.. It's normal.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets
Beaches And Breezes
Rainbows and carnivals And beautiful women The end of the world swirls With incredible visions Dragons and unicorns Fantasies unending
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
The Philosophy of Living Freely
Philosophy of ... living Stop being afraid of being hated Determine who you should cut out of your life Choose a job that suits you
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Poets