The sky is full of clouds, like my mind. The ground is slippery, like my thoughts. The rythem of the rain takes me away to somewhere else grey.
By Gabriel B. Shames8 months ago in Poets
as if I understood what though who love is, was, will be I inlove, What kind of tissue dresses her what kind of blood through her
By Diana8 months ago in Poets
So much has happened these years that I am lost in constant fear I know I shouldn't question you but its hard to see the truth
By Quentin woodard8 months ago in Poets
Cold snap coming, set to collide right smack into the warm front, possibly spawning tornadoes cyclones twisters, snapping treetops like matchsticks,
By Harper Lewis 8 months ago in Poets
Once Upon a Poet’s Dream It wasn’t sleep, it was spark, words kicking walls in the dark, lines that bit, lines that burned,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Last Bus to Wigan I got on the bus with a pie and no plan The driver just nodded and called me “our Jan” Though my name isn’t Jan and it never has been
“When the student is ready, the teacher will appear!” Manifestation of Personhood: Dream Master worrying,feeling like a loser,hating school and not learning. . . .walking up to me, respecting me, the coach
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne8 months ago in Poets
I didn’t know how hopeless I was until I felt less hopeless. That realization was my indication that the antidepressants were working.
By T.L. Amber8 months ago in Poets
The horrors of humanity have never been more televised. A novel tragedy thrums through waves reaching my eyes and ears any time I flip on a TV.
By Lolly Vieira8 months ago in Poets
Beauty Smothered In Flame An orange rose rises from the dark soil, Petals bright as a fading sunset, Yet black edges creep along its skin,
Evil Watches As We Burn High in the wounded sky the eye appears, A terrible circle of living fire, Red and orange flames twist through the clouds,
The Mind Games She Plays She says she’s fine then watches who believes her asks a question then waits for the wrong answer
