heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Sarcastic Poetry
Well, this really bites. I thought Vocal was going to be the future of journalism, it's not. I thought Vocal was going to be a new career for me, it's not. I thought Vocal was going to produce fresh, original, and authentic writers who could lead lovers of the word into the future, it's not. Vocal is just another loser like Allpoetry filled with pompous, lazy, untalented people who will use the cheapest tricks like Ai and Grammerly and any other dimwitted lazy tactic they can find to pretend that they are actually writers. They're not. Congratulations on another Top Story. They might as well call that the Plastic Ai Award. Good bye Vocal. You're nothing but a dream squashing bologna sandwich with fake cheese. Your Top Stories are probably calculated by some formula put into the computer program that spits out the carefully chosen Ai contributions that have paid to keep this website online. I am disillusioned again, but I'll recover my dignity and clarity quicker than in the past. Tell all those bozos at the most noble, honorable, and highly esteemed institutions (like M.I.T) that their new apps and websites are even worse than their old ones and if no one cares about the History or English professors, then no one cares about your new tech class or invention.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Poets
Terminal
Terminal. It’s a word that gets used in so many ways. A train pulls into its final stop. A plane touches down after hours in the air. A bus completes its route, passengers stepping off into a new city, a familiar town, or somewhere in between. A terminal marks the end of the line.
By Xine Segalas2 years ago in Poets
