Abstract Poetry is a form of poetry that is more about how sounds, rhythms, and textures evoke emotions than about the actual meanings of words. Writers Digest, Robert Lee Brewer
By Denise E Lindquist3 days ago in Poets
In the hush of dusky hues, my eyes catch her tawny silhouette against the edge of the field, waves of amber gently swaying to
By Heather Hubler3 days ago in Poets
On roads not taken, I had undone many wishes, Overseen glimpses of a greater maybe, Well maybes are considered signs of negativity ;
By Aevil3 days ago in Poets
A ha’penny for thee! A ha’penny for thee! Harken you creators I gift a ha’penny to thee! Bring forth your words
By Matthew Fromm3 days ago in Poets
*How can you keep your lovely smile on? Is it planned, or does it come along? How do you feel with all eyes on you?* Well, darling, I’m not curious about others’ view.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatár3 days ago in Poets
These actions are the consequence of delusional charade - *** it's my fault for opinions it's my fault for my life
By KJ Aartila3 days ago in Poets
slightly wrapped blond guitar Maderia folk guitar scuffed scratched bramble of copper-wound strings, through the strings of a silver tuning key
By Karun 3 days ago in Poets
In the depths of our souls, we find a treasure untold A power so profound, a force to behold It is the gift of self-compassion, a love so pure
By Noonaj3 days ago in Poets
You told me you were fine Because you wouldn’t understand What wouldn’t I understand Anything That’s not an answer
By Gunnar Anderson3 days ago in Poets
Many grapple with questions in life, Will desires be met. Let me simplify, You’ll receive what’s destined. What’s not meant will stay beyond your grasp,
By shanmuga priya3 days ago in Poets
Reflections in the mirror Speak of stories untold The depth of emotions In a single glance behold Eyes that have seen
In the quiet depths of despair, I carry the weight of expectations Heavy chains wrapped around my heart Dragging me down, tearing me apart