Gratitude

A Final Wish.
Sometimes my grief is hard because I’m not a religious person, but I know you were. You believed in God, Heaven, and Hell. I can only believe that your soul went to a better place, but I also want to believe that you went to the place you dreamt of and believed in. I want to believe that everything you ever believed in was true and that you are walking streets of gold with your Savior, whom you loved. I want to believe it so badly it hurts.
By April Kirby.about a year ago in Poets
These Lyrics Broke Me And Then Stitched Me Up - You Need to Hear Sleeping At Last
If you seek songs that leave you shattered and whole at the same time - keep reading. There are artists you listen to, and then there are artists who listen to you. Sleeping At Last has always felt like the latter. With lyrics that carry comfort, brokenness, love, grief, and acceptance all at once, Ryan O'Neal captures emotions so delicately it feels like he's stitching them together with light.
By Scarlett R. 🍁about a year ago in Poets
The crown of Dreams
Beneath the sky where dreams took flight, Lived Princess Muse, a guiding light. Beneath the sky where dreams took flight,
By Musulyn M (MUSE)about a year ago in Poets
Where the silence brought me
I came back to a city I once called home. Same skyline, same sea, but I am not the same. There was a fire. Long after the flames died down,
By Musulyn M (MUSE)about a year ago in Poets
Challenge of Forgiveness
Challenge of Forgiveness Today feels odd, Like nothing ever happened, Even though my guard still feels like it might be up.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️about a year ago in Poets
Where He Is.
They say grief is just love with nowhere to go but I say that's a lie. This world is too big for there not to be places for your love to reach.
By April Kirby.about a year ago in Poets
Solitude
A shadow lingers— not to frighten, but to stay. It knows my quiet better than voices ever may.
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets
The Last Candle
A flicker clings to the silence of night, whispers of flame defying the end. Ashes recall what stars forget— a soul once burned to softly mend.
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets
Lighthouse
A flicker, then flame— Not fire, but memory. I was a boy once, carving ships from driftwood and sending them into waves
By Muhammad Abdullahabout a year ago in Poets
Worn Out Memories
Every word you said Unravels and re-spins They knit and knot themselves Slowly clothing me Building up layers Textural and toned
By K.B. Silver about a year ago in Poets
I Don't Care
Introduction This is a completely tongue-in-cheek piece of humour about how, despite being the best and most supportive creator on Vocal, I am invisible to almost everyone. If you see this, you are not in that "almost everyone".
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Bowl Of Light
Bowl of Light The old man sat by the window pane, Watching the world wake up again. No grand estate, no gilded dome, Just a simple cottage he called home.
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets