Friendship
The Moonlit Dancefloor
The moon paints the dancefloor, with a luminous sigh, Where ghosts of our laughter waltz beneath the night sky. My hand reaches out, to touch your phantom embrace,
a broken heartPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Whispers of Tranquility
In the quiet of dawn, where whispers reign, Peace unfurls its gentle, silken skein. A tapestry woven with threads of light,
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Echoes of Triumph
In the realm of dreams where stars align, And aspirations soar, where hearts entwine, There lies a path, both winding and steep,
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the melancholy of freedom
grasping for chains in place of inspiration cant see a way out of the darkness, and it takes us there away from lighter places
⸘jason alan‽Published 4 months ago in Poets : "Heavenly Harmony"
The wind whispers in the starry night, the silver moon dances in the sky. Ancient secrets the night reveals, an eternal melody, nature jealous.
Hendrik SancheZPublished 4 months ago in PoetsFriendship
Friendship can be a great thing sometimes when they make you mad You forgive and forget Even when You think You are right
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The Coin's Lament
In vaults of steel, it gleams and gleams, The currency of dreams, of schemes, A force that drives the world's extremes,
Amour in its grandest fashion
The virtues of the bounty existence falter in its firm stance, As the mellowed glance of beauty in its amorous rhythm strikes its dance.
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 months ago in PoetsFat With Love
Drawn in In an unhealthy way I want to be with you every day I want to be fat with your love Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 months ago in PoetsI Am An Outcast
I am an outcast… I am .. nothing… I have nothing… wrong personality- wrong smile- wrong style- wrong voice- I have wrong feelings-
Meghan LeVaughnPublished 4 months ago in PoetsIn roots of Maple tree
I placed you, tightly wrapped in shirt, In roots of maple tree When it’s my time to lie in dirt I hope you’ll wait for me
Salomé SaffiriPublished 4 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
A Symphony of Love
In the vast expanse where hearts entwine, Love's melody, a symphony divine. It dances on the whispers of the breeze, Painting skies with hues of ecstasy.