Family

Restarting
-*- The river moved my wafting bones after releasing my grip on Life. No cries or sorrows hitting my loved ones but rather smiles from deeply inside.
By Alex Torresabout 6 hours ago in Poets
Unseen Change
I’ve changed No one has noticed yet Being boxed up and cast aside during adolescence Had serious consequences For both parties involved They already hated me More than a decade ago It’s unheard of, I know People don’t change in everyday life But I decided I had to When everything and everyone caused pain I had to look at things from a completely different perspective Acting out of one’s own wounds serves no one Everyone did the same thing, driven by their pain and mine I am not their free therapist And yet, they decided otherwise There was profound insight in that Now I am reclaiming myself A psychologist without a degree C’est la vie I have more on my plate than I can handle I don’t have time to write it all down I need ten heads and twenty hands And yet I have only one head and two hands That have to cope with it all on their own Since life is no joke I focus on photographing the light around me To feel that I’m maintaining control Which, unfortunately, Has spiralled out of control I am restoring balance Hoping for that bright future of mine
By Sun Beeabout 13 hours ago in Poets
Notes from the Mind Palace
There’s a figure who lives at the edge of my mind palace. Not a ghost, not a memory, not a wish—just a presence. A steady shape in the periphery, like someone walking a long road parallel to mine. Close enough that I can hear the rhythm of his steps, far enough that I never reach out and grab his sleeve.
By Syl De'Vilabout 19 hours ago in Poets
THE STRANGER AT MIDNIGHT
THE STRANGER AT MIDNIGHT At midnight someone tapped the pane, Three gentle touches through the rain. I drew the curtain back to see, A stranger standing there for me.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Gone to Heaven
Gone to heaven Laid to rest A swelling pain aches in our chests Gone to heaven Not knowing why We grieve for you and silently cry Gone to heaven No longer in pain A part of you will always remain Gone to heaven Your spirit is free Life on earth is always guaranteed Gone to heaven Flying high I feel your presence as I gaze at the sky Gone to heaven Little Dove Know you will always be loved Gone to heaven We miss you Look over your family and siblings of two
By Brittany Benkoa day ago in Poets
Oeughu
I have this oeughu in me. It’s a feeling that just comes up within me and… and it just makes me so oeughu . Like when you saved a piece of your favourite food for later, but then you found out that your brother ate it away.
By sushiia day ago in Poets
THE ALIENS LANDED IN ST HELENS Uk Oct 13 2026
THE ALIENS LANDED IN ST HELENS A Rather Strange Tuesday Morning The aliens came to St Helens, At half past seven in the morning, They announced their arrival with a mighty bang, Without so much as a warning.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
Trampled, Twisted, Thwarted
The ones who live there love made-up life stories; There were born with a warped sense of perception. Take this: cast the truth at their feet, They will never lay a hand on it; They will writhe and scream until violence prevails. They impose their own laws and rules, Taken from their ancestors centuries ago; They know not what they do, Trapped in ignorance and a lack of culture. The only thing that matters to them Thrives on what is shoved into their wide-open mouths; They love to tear open their own wounds. They never converse; every sincere attempt To confront their problems Twists and thwarts, and so it goes until the end of the world. Their kingdom is death; That is why they never learn. They blunder through life aimlessly, Trampling every attempt To be true to oneself. That is simply how they are; That is why things barely crawl along – The very same things that could roll forward Toward greater heights, of course.
By Sun Beea day ago in Poets
THE LAST ROSE HE GAVE ME
THE LAST ROSE HE GAVE ME The last rose he gave me Was purple not red, He said red was too easy For all we had said. He placed it beside me
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
A Girl by the Name of October
A gentle breeze blows strands of hair til they sweep across my face. I laugh aloud when they tickle and rub the tickle sensation away.
By Liz Montano2 days ago in Poets
THE GENIE WHO SPOKE GIBBERISH
THE GENIE WHO SPOKE GIBBERISH I found a bottle in the woods, Half buried, half disturbed, I picked it up and took it home, And read aloud the words.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets
MY LAKE FISHING BOAT, THE TITANIC
MY LAKE FISHING BOAT, THE TITANIC I bought myself a fishing boat, It wasn’t very grand, The bloke who sold it said to me, She’s finest boat on land.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 days ago in Poets