Poetry Is My No.1 Poetry is the place I learned to breathe again, When silence pressed too closely on my chest. Words arrived before I knew I needed saving,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
In My Bloodstream Something quiet moves through me while I sleep, A slow remembering written into my veins. Not panic, not fear, just a steady return,
Poem > > > Praying for Peace of Mind 🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺 riding thy rthymic redemption song, 1992
By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne BYE10 months ago in Poets
Poem > > > Praying for Peace of Mind 🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺 flames heating up, things not feeling normal . . .
The Path To Nowhere I walk when the world has folded into sleep, Streetlights hum like they know my name. The road ahead offers no promises at all,
She sits where sky and sorrow touch, a quiet bruise against the wind, wondering how a heart so small can carry storms this heavy.
By Aarsh Malik10 months ago in Poets
MLK Tribute Black people fight against their own Sadly, we have a leader who cannot teach compassion........... America has lost its way
By Mariann Carroll10 months ago in Poets
New found obsession, Song on repeat, Light of the moon, dark in the street. Letters of art, Song of a muse, Walking through gardens, looking for clues.
By Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)10 months ago in Poets
There will be a light, nothing spectacular, but one you cannot ignore, as that light- the one that only you can see, holds more than the ashes of death,
By Kera Hollow10 months ago in Poets
Just Being / Staying Two poems on presence without leaving Just Being When nothing is required of me I stopped trying to arrive.
By Flower InBloom10 months ago in Poets
Accountability Without Excuse I am not confused about what I did. I am responsible. I do not need more context, more time,
Learning to Reach On asking, receiving, and letting myself be supported DedicationFor anyone who learned to survive by carrying everything alone—and for the moment you realized you were allowed to restin someone else’s care.
