Historical Highlights London's history spans over two millennia, offering numerous landmarks that narrate its storied past:
By Mr Ali2 years ago in Poets
Do you think of me as you live in my mind Do I haunt your dreams as you certainly do mine I can live without you but my heart doesn't want to
By Chris Santiago2 years ago in Poets
A Prenuptial Agreement Before the vows, before the dance, We craft a pact, a measured course. Not of love, for hearts are free,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
the wounded cyclicality of girlhood keeps time in this infinite space where I can still feel the plot armor of summer, can still feel her eye on forever-11 me
By Erin Latham Shea2 years ago in Poets
If you keep coming around here singing your part, sitting in my bed, softly picking that guitar, I'm going to end up singing with you.
By Sara Wynn2 years ago in Poets
1. Overview of the Hotel Location The New York Marriott Marquis is located at 1535 Broadway, Times Square, placing it at the epicenter of Manhattan’s theater district. Its strategic location offers guests easy access to world-renowned landmarks, shopping districts, and vibrant nightlife. Architecture and Design The hotel is famous for its distinctive cylindrical design and glass elevators that provide breathtaking views of the city. The interiors reflect a modern aesthetic with touches of elegance, catering to a cosmopolitan clientele.
To My Valentine Roses are red, tulips are yellow, Your love is a song, sweet and mellow. With every smile, my heart skips a beat,
Beneath the maple’s shadowed arms, Where laughter laced with youthful charms, We carved our names into the bark, A secret held within the park.
By Frogy Tips2 years ago in Poets
My tears drowned the sea when I watched that same movie because I was him. +++ It was the hardest place I ever stood alone
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Bitter headwinds howl, hurling icy shards of despair and disillusionment. I bleed, yet I will stay the course. ~ Whispers in the blustering gale
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Poets
These scabby cold stones Mimic old brittle bones leave me Feeling alone Cause I'm too hard to love Hiding out in my room
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
At night, I sit in the quiet air, Speaking to you, though you're not there. Your ghost feels close, yet out of reach, A shadow of love no words can breach.
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
