The Things They Never Tell You You can read about it in books— pages worn with other people’s pain, tales of passion, of heartbreak,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
“Hey let me know when you get home” “I’m home.” “Are you safe?” “It’s 2 am and it’s dark out be careful of unmarked cars”
By Cadma9 months ago in Poets
The Bay Of Bengal The sun goes down, A bright orange ball. Waves roll in, Gentle and small. Fishermen laugh, Boats on the shore.
Granny’s Ghost Granny’s ghost sits in her chair, Rocking slowly, thin as air. Eyes like whispers, soft and deep, Watching while the children sleep.
We cry differently, some in silence, some out loud, some behind closed doors, some in crowded rooms while pretending to smile.
By Artical Media9 months ago in Poets
I've learned nostalgia is a drug dragging us back, into our feels Those moments once swept under rugs till we've lost sense of what is real
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden9 months ago in Poets
I used to stare at my hands and wonder if they were meant for anything. Nothing felt like mine, not my smile, not my voice, not even my mornings.
By John Smith9 months ago in Poets
“Do not give your past the power to define your future.” It is true that our past experiences shape us into who we are today,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff9 months ago in Poets
If the World Forgot to Turn I write this letter, darling, to you, In hope it cheers you when you’re blue. I miss you like a treasured painting, a work of art.
“How amazing is it to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.” One of the greatest kindnesses
“If we judge people, nobody is ours. If we understand people, everyone is ours.” It may be a ‘human thing’ or just the world we grow up in
I am growing older day by day Hair that was brown is now so Grey I was full of energy wild and free Now I am so tired, what happened to me
