DREAMER DREAM Dreamer dream beneath the night, let your worries lose their fight, close your eyes and drift away, leave the darkness where it lay.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
Round and round we go, Barely scratching the surface of What could be a deep relationship. * How are you? - I'm fine. You?
By Julie Lacksonen2 months ago in Poets
I grew up in a room with walls painted green Walls that could trap you inside Walls that called your name and invited you to stay
By Ty2 months ago in Poets
People say you’ve changed the moment you stop tolerating their behaviour. They don’t miss who you were; they miss what you let them do.
By Jen Phillips2 months ago in Poets
My soul is an empty room upstairs, reached by a narrow stair I climb in thought, where nothing waits for me except the uneasy knowledge that I have been there before, although I cannot remember entering, leaving, or belonging to the place.
By Tim Carmichael2 months ago in Poets
Have you ever noticed that standards differ depending on your status and gender? The higher your status, the less the law touches you.
You look at me like I have been placed on a silver plate, still warm from the kitchen of some strange moon, garnished with stars and something you cannot name.
By Nelo2 months ago in Poets
Let the world disappear tonight. Close the door, silence the clocks, and leave tomorrow outside. There is only you and me, lost in a little universe that belongs to nobody else.
Tomorrow's mist is waiting at the window. It has no face, but it knows my name. It crawls through the morning like a quiet ghost, hiding the road, hiding the trees, hiding what comes next.
THE BRIDE HE LEFT BEHIND She waited dressed in ivory, With flowers in her hand, She thought she heard his footsteps, But silence filled the land.
Why do you plan someone's downfall with such careful hands, as though the earth has forgotten how to keep a record? Did you forget where you are standing?
my chest rises and sinks. breaths like there's a thick gaping hole growing within my lungs while black drips slither and sludge into my skin. it viscerally emerges, seeps into my veins, and seizes my sanity. i hyperventilate and lose myself as my pulse accelerates beyond its limits. i disappear and become a shell with tears falling down my face.
By Annie2 months ago in Poets
