Gratitude

Linguistics of Love
I—the first person pronoun—the subject love—the noun and the verb—the action you—the second person pronoun—the object grammatical pedantry and fanciful analysis aside
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
That. Is. Love.
When you can't face the mirror and can't face the stormy weather— Alone. When you're sick, weak and want to curl up and succumb to your symptoms. When you have the very best news possible, and there's only one person you want to share these experiences with.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Thereafter
I know it's just one flower but it's the thought that counts; Valentine's shouldn't be a day filled with mourns. I like being with you
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Poets
Now, in Unison!
The pumping pulse, A rhythm carrying ‘ancient’ Made only by a singular beat — A song so simple, so powerful, The thundering proof of God.
By Sabayo Matiku2 years ago in Poets
I Say the Words I Wish to Hear
I say the words I wish to hear, Expecting the world to echo them clear, In every action, in every breath, A reflection of what my heart begets.
By Adarsh Kumar Singh2 years ago in Poets
His mercy upon my life
The Lord protects me. Things happen in this world. Evil plots and plans to end human lives. But nothing gives me goosebumps.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Love this Country. Content Warning.
The history of our land has not always been grand Since Christopher Columbus wrecked the land Then called it’s natives, outside of their name
By Cadma2 years ago in Poets
My Sweet Forever Muse
You will tell me about the world While I talk about the moon We would be so well-prepared If the world was ever doomed I can speak to flowers
By Mingling with the Moon 2 years ago in Poets
The Irreplaceable Value of Life and Time
Maintain life, do not squander it. The only thing I guess in the world that cannot be replicated is time and the only thing that cannot be done again is life.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Someday, We’ll All Become STORIES
In embers bright, we BURN and GLOW, We are smoke, fading slow. Memories whisper, SHARP and CLEAR, We are silence, laced with fear.
By Komal2 years ago in Poets
When I Am Gone
When I Am Gone When I am gone, remember me With love and a gentle memory. Do not weep with a heavy heart, Just cherish how we were, not part.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
The Here and Now
The Here and Now Breathe it in, let it stay, This moment won’t come twice today. The sun is warm, the sky is wide, The world is turning—enjoy the ride.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets