Gratitude

Reflections
The wind brings change On the wings of a bird Gliding, soaring Effortlessly across the sky On the ripples of water Flowing, rolling
By Alyssa Musso8 months ago in Poets
If I Ever Love Again
If I Ever Love Again If I ever love again, It will not be reckless. I have already given my wild heart once, And watched it learn silence.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Still
Soft blankets of silence slowly covers the town A needed break from the constant crowd A moment to think and hide inside A deep breath taken to calm one's mind
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hogue8 months ago in Poets
Lush. Content Warning.
Never truly sober Always drunk or hungover Hurting but also healing I love but I hate this feeling Getting better is painful
By Cheryl Lynn8 months ago in Poets
Grateful
Continually Gathering what sustains me From this sea of words
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden8 months ago in Poets
The Mercy of Walking Away
Too often, we love so intensely that we forget we also deserve to be treated well. Repeated concessions are not born from a lack of principles, but rather from the belief that if we just endure a little longer, or give a little more, the relationship will finally improve.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing8 months ago in Poets
#RAMADANFLOW
Keep repenting that’s the motive Thirty days like while It lasts…. If sins are bad just like corrosive Can redeem Itself with fast….
By Haychie_Artist8 months ago in Poets
Revelations Await. Winner in The Unnecessary Line Challenge. Top Story - February 2026.
Glide into the emerald pillows of grass waves ply your wanders and wonders Breathe in the blushing blue thyme meadow, as it gives way to tawnied garden ground
By John R. Godwin8 months ago in Poets
cosmic reverie. Runner-Up in The Unnecessary Line Challenge. Top Story - February 2026.
i wish i were born a planet... to constantly bask in elation, synching with nature in a stellar waltz with a blazing star
By Lamar Wiggins8 months ago in Poets
The Crystal Ball Bowed
The Crystal Ball Bowed My crystal ball bowed to her light, Not to fantasy, not to passing desire. It recognised something older than memory,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
The Spell I Whisper For Us
The Spell I Whisper For Us I do not light these candles for show, I light them because hope needs warmth. The flame trembles like my waiting heart,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 8 months ago in Poets
Everything Is Loud and Bright and Perfectly Fine.
The charcoal is finally white and the air smells like suya spice and our neighbor’s freshly cut grass. My brother is laughing
By Jide Okonjo8 months ago in Poets