Your blackened attire, your smothering arms I reckon from somewhere It’s hurting my mind . You shouldn’t be standing So close to the empty
By Sasha Desideri5 months ago in Poets
In a quiet village where the river hummed old songs and the wind carried stories through fields of maize and grain, a young man asked his beloved:
By Nelo5 months ago in Poets
My love, Let me ask you a simple riddle. What makes an ordinary day feel a little brighter, a little warmer, and a little more like home?
Today is Global Garbage Man Day. So we pause to think of the sanitation workers and refuse collectors who work while we rest.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin5 months ago in Poets
June Bride June held her softly in warm afternoon light No shadows reaching, no storm in the air Only a quiet brightness resting on her shoulders
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 5 months ago in Poets
He might wander around But if you hear a sound It could be profound Especially if it comes from the ground He might walk on the pavement without a sound
By Christopher Beard5 months ago in Poets
She considers it her life's role Would always see them when going for a stroll It them that her heart stole To stop there is no control
They said there was something yonder It made everyone wonder Might be something down under Maybe someone made a blunder Never know which way to go
Looking up It is really amazing Can't stop gazing So many things to see The stars are shining Too numerous to count Not one misses out
Didn't know how to continue There was no spice No urge to write Wondered how this could be life No idea what to call it
It was just by the path The things I had were stark My neighbour came by for a bit of a laugh Built a fence to make my mark
Calm that starts with a cuppa, The serene sounds of melody, Gently easing through speakers, A cafe setting, Vibes I take in while
By Manisha Dhalani5 months ago in Poets
