Friendship

The Grasshopper Lies Heavy
The grasshopper lies heavy on a single blade It bends with its weight Swaying in the breeze As the grasshopper rubs its knees
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Musings For a Muse
I want to watch you at your strongest and when you're the best you can be. I want to be a safety for you, catch you when you fall, hold you when you feel weak.
By Chris Santiagoabout a year ago in Poets
A Walk With You
Introduction These are a few words that came after spending some time with my Muse, The song is the beautiful "These Dreams Of You" from Van Morrison's "Moondance".
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Sorry
I believed what you said I trusted you I believed I was safe with you I trusted that you would still accept me When I got things wrong or made no sense I thought you could see it I wasn't myself I let myself believe you cared I know it's my fault that I pushed you away It was the last thing I intended There are many reasons But hard to explain I have tried, but clearly I failed I don't have the words to say how I feel But I know I am losing control I feel like I'm screaming But nobody hears I'll try to pretend that I'm OK But it's been so long that I have not been I don't know how to be who I was I thought I had found me I should have known better Than to believe I had a true friend I want to to give up, I'll never belong I'm sorry for thinking I could
By Sapphire Ravenclawabout a year ago in Poets
The Road Within
Beneath the trees I sit, at the place where roads divide. One path calls with promises, another whispers my name in silence.
By Life Hopesabout a year ago in Poets
Death
Death is not an ending, but a return. A soft release, like laying down a burden you have carried too far. It whispers,
By Zakir Ullahabout a year ago in Poets
Mind & Heart
Mind & Heart: A Journey Through Words I never thought words could save me. I had always seen poetry as something delicate—flowers pressed between the pages of a notebook, fleeting lines that sounded pretty but didn’t mean much. But when the world started to feel heavy, when mornings became battles and nights stretched endlessly, I found myself turning to the one thing I had ignored: poetry.
By Numan writesabout a year ago in Poets
Crimson Sparkle
Crimson Sparkle In a world of glass and shimmering light, Blooms a rose of crimson, dazzling and bright. Its edges kissed by a sparkling gleam,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Echoes of the Future
Whispers drift through unseen skies, A language born where silence lies. Not of the past, nor present near, But voices shaping what we hear.
By Noman Khanabout a year ago in Poets
just like other girls. Honorable Mention in Somewhere Between Here and There Challenge. Top Story - September 2025.
i will always interrupt some unimportant boy when he tries to say that i'm not like other girls as if it's some luxurious gift
By Mallory Roseabout a year ago in Poets
Go Fish
It’s funny how someone can know you for years, and in a matter of minutes, can rewind the clock to the moment They are
By E.K. Danielsabout a year ago in Poets
Don’t Lie
Don’t lie to me I know everything I see through your soul I read between your words Don’t hide from me Our hearts are in sync
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets