You should speak what's on your mind Why is it that when we pass one another, we refuse to look beyond the careful, haunted
By Ruby Red7 months ago in Poets
A house keeps every word you thought dissolved into air. The morning after, the doorknob flinched. at every draft— as if your hand might return
By abualyaanart7 months ago in Poets
Color The World The sun spills gold across the open fields, And laughter rises warm in summer air. Bright petals lift their faces to the sky,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
WHEN GIANTS MOVE Across the ocean, two giants breathe, one draped in stars and certainty, one wrapped in iron and old ambition,
“Every morning, you have a new opportunity to become a happier version of yourself.” The question is: “Do we want to?” Every morning
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff7 months ago in Poets
“The best preparation for tomorrow is doing your best today.” A good way of doing this is by living in the moment. We live in a fast-paced world
“Our words have power. But our actions shape our lives.” Words can inspire nations, heal the mind and even make friendships.
It was an awakening My eyes blown wide My heart breaking But I knew it was coming Stale relation Forced action From hiding
By Amanda Lyons7 months ago in Poets
The crowd inside Haiku Over crowded help The weights too much I’m broken Silent screams kill me 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 THE CROWD INSIDE HER
A love story written in pixels, refreshed in real time, never once consented to be mine. You never arrive all at once. You drip into my morning
Fun Fair Haiku Cotton candy spins, Screams and music fill the night, Joy rides up and down. 🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺 All The Fun Of The Fair
The Keeper Of The Virgin Slave He stands where iron keys are cold with memory, A watcher at the gate of unspent breath, His shadow pressed against a silent door,
