he was a prince when i met him. what struck me wasn't his fist. not that first night. it was his kyanite eyes that capture the depth -
By ⸘jason alan‽about a year ago in Poets
The Luckiest Cat Found her at a car boot sale wedged between lamps and ladles eyes like green-lit go and something in me said,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Bleeding Page I do not ask for kindness here this isn’t stitched in velvet thread each line I write has learned to bite
The Australian Jacaranda Tree It blooms when the air begins to warm when the spring forgets the cold and the streets of Sydney
Swing Me Higher Than the Sky Swing me higher than the sky no really, higher I want my toes to kick the clouds I want to forget
Stop the Wars of Man-Made Hate Stop the wars not just the ones with tanks and boots but the quiet ones fought in boardrooms
High School Prom The night arrives, a quiet buzz, Soft lights and music, laughter’s hum. Dresses flow and ties are neat,
The days are getting longer my dreams are even stronger the sun, the warmth seduces as the body clothing reduces look out the birds are singing
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Poets
No matter how others treat you, you must cherish yourself and live up to the pride in your heart. Be self-sufficient in your own world and go with the flow in the world of others.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
The Poet’s Cup Is Never Empty Stacked like chapters, bold and bright a mug of books, a brew of light each sip a verse, each line a flame
I. The Elder's Gaze Beneath the elder banyan tree, Where roots run deep in silent plea, An ancient gaze beholds the land—
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
I will remember you because of the way you put down the champagne glass. I did not know that God The Bounds The Punisher
By Stéphane Dreyfusabout a year ago in Poets
