Gratitude

What If I Told You?
What if I told you all I wanted was to bear my soul? What if I told you all I wanted was to paint in every state, country, and comune?
By The Son2 years ago in Poets
She never looks back...
She never looks back, only forward. She never notices what's behind her because she feels safe. She sits in the pew across from me with her husband, children, and in-laws.
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Poets
I'm with my thoughts
They saw me sitting alone. They began to judge me. They assumed I was lonely. They believed I needed someone to talk to.
By Nelo2 years ago in Poets
Life's Equation
The world is yours and mine. But in the last, it forms part of those, Civilized health and plenty of years. Experience the life’s glamour and experience the life’s worth.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Whispers in the Tapestry: A Journey Through the Uncharted Mind
Fragments of morning light seep through slits in the blinds, a splayed spiderweb of daybreak that dances upon the walls, like shadows murmuring secrets to the flickering dust—each particle a universe of forgotten dreams, where fingers once touched upon the surface of an uncertain world, where time stretched and contracted, and memories tripped over their own echoes, laughing silently, stumbling over the remnants of yesterday’s promises.
By Eladeo Mallett2 years ago in Poets
The Lovable Person: A Poem of the Heart
In the vast tapestry of human existence, certain individuals radiate love, compassion, and kindness in a way that touches the very soul of those around them. This poem celebrates such a person, whose presence in the world is like a gentle light, warming hearts, soothing sorrows, and offering a glimpse of the purest kind of love. This is the story of the lovable person, the one who embodies the essence of what it means to truly love and be loved.
By PETER J2 years ago in Poets
Two Years Too Soon
It recently came to my attention, That it has been two years on Vocal September '22 was the start of my quest, I joined Vocal, and I feel truly blessed.
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
Lost Time
Lost time and lost life Lost will and lost wife Lost soul and lost purpose Lost heart and lost surface Gained time and life
By J. K. Anderson2 years ago in Poets
Nature's Magic
Quiet and early, In the morning. I go for a walk, with a picnic basket. The end of the street, where the meadow lies. Is where I decide to have a picnic, with nature therapy.
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
Winged a Red Delight
Juicy red delight Sweetness bursts in every bite Strawberry delight With the setting sun my sugar craving peaked. Putting the book aside I headed to the kitchen. Rummaging the fridge I decided to wing it. A box of strawberries, a jar of sugar, a bottle of lemon essence, a pack of gelatin and whipped cream was what I choosed to create this sweet concoction.
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
conversation with invisibility
the invisible creature living within me I know you're always there with me, unseen and unbeatable. I know you are my only friend, One who will never leave me. You will depart eventually, but only after putting me into a deep, peaceful sleep. You mock my existence, You hold all of my secrets, You know things about me that I can't even comprehend. You're the only mystery I can never solve, Maybe you find me amusing. When I'm asleep, you watch over me. You send me into a deep slumber and take me on an unseen journey, Even on dark paths and scary nights, you're by my side. Are you the one who talks to me, or do you only listen to my words? I know only you know that "I am not who I am. In the end, it all comes down to one question— Do you want to be free from this prison? Is that the case?
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Poets
The Solitude of Two
To force is to be perpetually on the alert by oneself. Comfort is spontaneous between two people or in this case suitability of the words used between the two people.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets