Sunrise of the soul The enemy knows that he can’t hold a candle
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
No, I'm not singing Tie a Yellow Ribbon Round the Old Oak Tree by Tony Orlando, but I do advocate giving the said oak some time. Why?
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
In parallel beats, newspaper serpents fall still, while peace strums off chord. ___ for Poppy's Prompts #7 words: parallel, newspaper, serpent, chord, fall
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
Bear it in mind that Tedious solitude moves Gods to create worlds
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Even a Stoic longs for touch, and an embrace that says, “ I’ve got you.” — A second-hand heart with first-hand experience
The sun slips away, dragging her golden gown and revealing the stars. —- Their dark stage is set. Blue midnight velvet backdrop
After your last drink Most of your drinking buddies Will vanish; don't mourn
Darkness holds the key, Hidden treasures in your shadow, Embrace your whole self.
By Yasemin Yiğit Kuru2 years ago in Poets
On storming with self-love in July Stuttering in the essence of my stance of who I yearn to be, The remnants of desires pierce the soul in a demeanour that abdicated the glee
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Silence echoing through canyons of sadness deep Roaring like teardrops
I wish I could fly like a dragonfly… Away from this cruel world of humans Away from fakeness, away from knavish cunningness!
By Rabab Toor2 years ago in Poets
The magpies scold me They are scandalized by my Fear of taking flight
