I pray for us, I cry for us, I keep loving us. But above all, I love me more to love you enough, and I thank you so much for always putting your best effort on you.
By Uncledee'2 years ago in Poets
In the shadowed corridors of your mind, a prisoner paces, the chains of unspoken grudges clinking softly with every step.
By Taylor Ward2 years ago in Poets
Living wisely in possession of one’s own schedule, having an income, and a goal in life, and always having something that one looks forward to in the future is the best life for a person. "
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
In the quest for the ebb and flow, In the hammered wheels of agility and the art of being slow. The due course of nature strides in its crafty demeanour,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
an acrostic poem using the word 'SILENCE'. Sleepiness rests in my body, hanging in the air. Intimate kisses, a whisper, "Wake up, my love."
By A Lady with a Pen2 years ago in Poets
Truth is a treasure, a priceless treasure. Upon it foundations are built. They are solid! Lies, masquerades, assumptions are like loose sands that cannot hold water under the scorching sun.
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
So happy I can skip My mirror is talking to me Isn't that me I'm seeing? Let me smile at you Eh, let you smile at me!
Waking up to multiple messages Of "we don't want you anymore" Not in those words, of course. For years, I've been writing
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Poets
Slowly, the sweltering sun sets in the West. Imagination replaces words Lacking vocabulary, erasing, and eradicating the polluted noise,
By Babs Iverson2 years ago in Poets
By the window, each day begins with a vigil, a devoted sentinel awaiting your return. In the quiet of mornings, their eyes are soft lanterns
This hauntingly daunting feeling The unreality of watching my dreams unfold before my eyes Watching them rip off their disguise
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Whose heart this is I think I know For in its warmth my own does glow He may not see me pausing here To watch his love’s soft light bestow.
By Hanen Mehadbi2 years ago in Poets
