It started with a smile Sealed with a wink Oh, to be succinct How do you put all your love into one day When it’s as broad as a rainbow
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
I've never experienced the luxury Of safety being a place Of home being a home I get frustrated I feel sorrow because I don't know what the word means.
By Anna Sophia2 years ago in Poets
Grieving through the breathing crevices of my mourning soul, I propelled through piercing glances of the ones who chose to score their goal.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The dust settles, a shaky ceasefire in the kitchen light, the air gritty with unspoken regrets, yesterday’s words like shrapnel
By souhila2 years ago in Poets
The world lies still, wrapped in white, A frozen land bathed in moonlight. Icicles hang like nature’s art, A masterpiece, cold yet full of heart.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️2 years ago in Poets
You came from somewhere out of the blue Putting back together a heart that was broken in two I don't exactly know how you do what you do
By Blic echols2 years ago in Poets
the wounded cyclicality of girlhood keeps time in this infinite space where I can still feel the plot armor of summer, can still feel her eye on forever-11 me
By Erin Latham Shea2 years ago in Poets
1. Overview of the Hotel Location The New York Marriott Marquis is located at 1535 Broadway, Times Square, placing it at the epicenter of Manhattan’s theater district. Its strategic location offers guests easy access to world-renowned landmarks, shopping districts, and vibrant nightlife. Architecture and Design The hotel is famous for its distinctive cylindrical design and glass elevators that provide breathtaking views of the city. The interiors reflect a modern aesthetic with touches of elegance, catering to a cosmopolitan clientele.
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
I am slowly self destructing. It’s a dangerous thing. Oh how I love this feeling. I’m spiraling out of control. It’s a party just for me.
By Jasmine Harris2 years ago in Poets
The lake was like a bit of ice in the grip of winter, A still world-a block of mirrored glass. Whisperings went in wind across,
I’m sorry I treat you so badly how I did and still do, treat you --- you need more than I give you yet there was a time that I gave you too much
By Isabella Walker2 years ago in Poets
Eating One or Two Meals a day was Vital to My health Gut. My Colon Was Cleaned out by doubling Up on my Meds(3 days) and Contrast.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Poets
