✨What is life but a beautiful deception? What is death but a door to immortality. Then why is it that the former is a prison dearer than an everlasting freedom?
By Wasfa2 years ago in Poets
The clock tower coughs another hour down, And shadows lengthen,mimicking my frown. The world, a canvas splashed with hurried hues,
By Xavier2 years ago in Poets
Let's run through the blue lupine meadow. Pick fallen purple jacaranda flowers. Appreciate the pink lovely magnolia. Launch the wooden canoe
By Seema Patel2 years ago in Poets
They say BFF- for friends forever, but friendship can pass like Washington weather. They are the people we tell all of our fears,
By Hailey M2 years ago in Poets
When another mountain looks high When another river seems difficult to cross When the waves of the sea rise one more time
By Irene Mugang Narewec 2 years ago in Poets
In the hush before morning fully awakens, Listen for the steady rhythm of your own heart. It beats in quiet rebellion against the world’s demands
By Cai Fox2 years ago in Poets
I'm, All alone, All the time, In my home. There is nothing I can do, To fix, This too, That I can't ever do anything right,
By Adriana Wilder 2 years ago in Poets
a gasp like first of morning breath as sun breaking through early spring skies almost blinding, almost too much almost
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Sit straight in a quiet place close your eyes and breathe in through your nose, breathe out through your mouth, focus on your breath,
By Denise Larkin2 years ago in Poets
As you might see, I’m braying and fighting, Pounding at the gates of resistance, Ready to leave nowhere, Sick to my soul with fear.
By Sabayo Matiku2 years ago in Poets
On a March night, when the frisky cool wind was our only companion. You and I were lying on the ground, where we always craved to see
By P.A.Vinura Jayasanka2 years ago in Poets
On a March night, when the frisky cool wind our only companion. You and I were lying on the ground, where we always craved to see
