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Destruction
Empty houses Open browsers Corral us in A prison of not opening up Convincing ourselves we are free If we choose the prison
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsYou-7
I thought I was waiting for you But really I was waiting on myself I thought you were the one worth waiting for Worthy of more
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsWhispers in the Wildwood
Hush now, gather close, the fire's warm and low, A tale I weave, where shadows twist and secrets grow. I met a stranger on a train, eyes like stormy seas, He spoke of whispers on the wind, and carried mysteries.
Sher singhPublished 2 months ago in PoetsHow to Read Poetry
Writing is a curious thing. You have to plumb the depths of yourself and find all your darkness in hopes of staving off the outer darkness long enough to carve a little haven of light which is a story or a poem. Then you send your light out by means of a gentle blow into the wider world in the hope that it will illuminate the darkness of others for a time.
Sarah FrideswidePublished 2 months ago in Poetsauthority
reclaiming the confidence held in my administration. the authority of the author is me. i have power in my pen - a yet raging judgement, arbitrarily distempered.
⸘jason alan‽Published 2 months ago in PoetsRequisite
if only you knew the requisite, then the answer would be about the opposite. So what are we talking about here? Well, it is all simple but not same old same old, yet recluse. Quick question, have you by far understood what you read until this moment were you are reading this word now. Now indeed, this is all about understanding, for without it what good is it delving deeper into these words with no clue of what they speak of. Now that is the Requisite that can be so recluse. Seems far of reach till you get and all that is before you opens up. Understanding, it is not a mystery but can be identified as a mystery, and yet it unveils mysteries (for no mystery is a mystery until Understanding makes it known.). Now. Wherever you may be as you are reading this, just know the only requisite is, Understanding. Do you understand the requisite?
Playing dead
Everything is great, I am wrapped under three blankets with a mug of tea and it’s something o’clock Please don't ask me any more questions though
Accepting the Consequences
He lays awake at night holding tight to his regrets, Knowing he has done a loved one wrong, He made decisions that caused immeasurable pain,
Colleen MillsteedPublished 2 months ago in Poets𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓵
Heal the wounds of the past and create a future filled with unconditional love. And your story becomes a testament, a tapestry- an indelible mark.
thekarlamaemojaresPublished 2 months ago in Poets𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼𝓸
𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓾𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶𝔂 𝓰𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓸𝓰𝓰𝔂 𝓑𝓪𝔂𝓸𝓾
thekarlamaemojaresPublished 2 months ago in PoetsThe Gentle Beast
From the east he roams Having never found a home of his own Always dragging his stone with him Wherever he goes it goes
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in Poetsand another thing
i remembered walking in straight lines invested and loyal to the course the rest of one life left to feel alive determined with fairly good intention
⸘jason alan‽Published 2 months ago in Poets