His Cross, My Quiet He climbed the hill beneath the bruised sky, each step an echo of love. The crowd watched, torn between hate and awe,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I was excellent at hiding behind masks for a long time, or at least I thought I was. * They took many shapes and forms:
By David Muñozabout a year ago in Poets
When God was running low on souls, He must’ve split one down the middle — gave you the spark, gave me the flame, and whispered, “Go find each other someday.”
By Brie Boleynabout a year ago in Poets
graduated from judgement and its consequences reflections of pagan paradise alleged with eminent religion allotted for life and death subjugated
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
I feel you on your way to me My muse Every day, I know you lead me Carry me higher I feel your voice in the warm sun of winter
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
“Always remember, you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” When facing a challenge,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiffabout a year ago in Poets
“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams.” Every dream is special because every person who dreams is special. And all it takes
“The life in front of you is far more important than the life behind you.” Our journey in life can be either happy and beautiful,
Introduction This is my seventieth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's inspirational artwork. I love the beautiful autumnal colours in this work.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
I’m miserable for adventure There’s lines that stain my brain Like every nation They exist only in our imagination They separate us from our true nature
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Wild Mercy He walked through dust and thorn, His robe heavy with the weight of love. They called Him many names, but only one could break the stones.
The Storm and the Rainbow The sky was torn apart by sound, Lightning cracked through violet air, The earth beneath refused to move,
