The only one left to me Yet I long and strive in ever active hope cultivating harmonizing until she this ever present
By Sota Fukuzawa8 months ago in Poets
This poem is about human consciousness and the fact that we move through time without fully understanding it. ⭐✨🌟 Each day we wake, live for a number of hours,
By Tim Carmichael8 months ago in Poets
There are days (most of them, I’ll be honest) that I wish you’d say I love you more; go out of your way to vocalize something
By Sara Elise MacDougall 8 months ago in Poets
I sit quietly at the entrance of the house in the early morning. The air is still cool, carrying the fading breath of winter. The garden is silent except for the distant sound of a bird greeting the day. In front of me stands the peach tree, thin branches stretching gently toward the pale sky. It does not look impressive at first glance. Its limbs twist in quiet patience, reaching above the red tiles of the roof, as if sketching a quiet picture against the morning light.
By Ibrahim 8 months ago in Poets
Split Personality I say I’m fine and mean it then feel the cold hit later when no one’s around I dance in rooms I hate smile at people I’ll forget
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
RELIGION and FAITH rich and poor 2/7/2026 RELIGION! Is for the lucky A love from early on A story ages long.. Children, money,
By Victor Mendez8 months ago in Poets
I tried to write a poem about my legs. Huh! Didn’t go very far. When that didn’t work, I decided to write a poem about my arms. Couldn’t reach an audience.
By Margaret Brennan8 months ago in Poets
I feel my eyelids, each one the weight of a golf ball. I’m standing up, trying to work… at my eyes are fighting me more than my brain.
By Gabriel B. Shames8 months ago in Poets
I Am Telling You Directly About the Self. ⚖️ I am speaking to you about the fact of your own mind, not the idea of it but the actual thing operating inside you right now,
Such a beautiful "movie". Time flew, nothing really changing There in crowd I attended treasure-pleasure hunt . „SENTIMENTAL VALUE“ (2025) movie jewel absorbing,
By Diana8 months ago in Poets
Today is Plant a Flower Day. All gardeners understand that plants don't grow uniformly. Some thrive in strong sunlight. Others in darker corners. Some don't thrive at all.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin8 months ago in Poets
There were breakthrough lights in the greyness of the clouds. Look around; there is no one on the green tennis of the field
By Caitlin Charlton8 months ago in Poets
