Holiday
Poison
One dose of you does me in. I'm still weak for you as I’ve never been. So many years without a taste... Does it make sense that nothing has changed?
Christina VanhaerentsPublished a day ago in PoetsShadows of The Swedish Midsommar
Every night when the sun goes down and the Midsommar celebrations end, a terrible dream tore through Sweden's peace. The sky is painted a golden color, and the weather is great.
Dr. Jason BenskinPublished 2 days ago in PoetsA Dream Come True
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 days ago in PoetsIntimate
All I want is to be intimate with you To know all your thoughts and feelings To know the real you To see your scars And remind you of how beautiful you are
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 days ago in PoetsThe vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode.
The vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode. Abundance in its beauty, the truth of innocence it holds, Nativetey oozing in every breath of its ounce, the beauty of childhood beholds.
Hridya SharmaPublished 3 days ago in PoetsRemember Me
I. Warm, warm, my milk flowered breath bears fresh laden scents of my mothers breast. . Precious, precious, I toddle to and fro,
J. S. WadePublished 4 days ago in PoetsAir b'nb by the sea.
Welcome to our Air B and B This shepherd's hut by the sea. Cosy for out of season stays Perfect to relax in after braving the waves.
Sarah Fiander HarrisonPublished 5 days ago in PoetsThe Unreality
I exist in a universe you cannot comprehend A world with no beginning or end An unplanned existence Full of survival and resistance
Atomic HistorianPublished 6 days ago in PoetsBe the love you so actively seek
The horizon awaits the embellishment of its blending hues, To be dazzled in its beauties, to be unafraid of the unknown mighty blue.
Hridya SharmaPublished 7 days ago in PoetsThe Victorian Dinosaur Shopping Centre
All the world was utterly surprised when Sir Richard Owen discovered us, A paleontologist discovering but living beings?
Sandra Tena ColePublished 8 days ago in Poets5/20/24
The view astounds As the word bounds from the top to the ground I find what was said to not be found My soul resonates sound
Atomic HistorianPublished 9 days ago in PoetsWhispers of Venice: Echoes Across the Canals
Gondolas glide like whispers on Venice's canals, Where legends intertwine in timeless tales. Over the lapping waves, bridges stand tall,
Dr. Jason BenskinPublished 10 days ago in Poets