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Butterfly Effect
Fluttering wings, so delicate and small, A butterfly takes flight, in a world so tall. In the chaos of life, it's easy to forget,
By Arivu4 years ago in Poets
Anti Hero
He walks a lonely road, A figure dark, a heavy load. His heart is heavy, burdened with pain, A constant struggle, a battle in vain.
By Karun 4 years ago in Poets
The Dark
Darkness creeps across the land, A shadow cast by evil's hand. Its cold grip chills to the bone, As we feel its presence, all alone.
By Karun 4 years ago in Poets
A Poem For Good
Goodness is a gentle breeze That brings a calm and soothing ease It's the warmth of the sun on our face And the embrace of a loving embrace
By Karun 4 years ago in Poets
Bee Better
Be brave, brother bee! Bent by brutality, belligerent bozos, beastly, bad bros belay befriending, banefully bending benevolence...
By Jacob Sherman4 years ago in Poets
Strangled by Money
I wake up each morning with a feeling of dread Another day of struggling to keep my head Above water, bills piling up high I feel like I'm drowning, no matter how hard I try The cost of living keeps rising each day I'm stretched so thin, I'm starting to fray My job pays peanuts, I can barely survive But I can't quit, I need to stay alive I've sold all my possessions, down to the bone But it's never enough, I'm still alone In this endless cycle of debt and despair It feels like nobody could possibly care I see others with money, living it up While I'm counting pennies, barely enough To make it through the week, let alone the year I'm trapped in this cycle, it's my biggest fear I've tried to budget, to save what I can But it's a losing battle, I'm just one man Against a system that's rigged to keep me down Strangling for money, I wear a perpetual frown The stress is unbearable, it's taking its toll On my health, my relationships, my very soul I wish I could break free, start anew But the thought of bankruptcy, it scares me through and through So I'll keep fighting, one day at a time Hoping for a breakthrough, a glimmer of a sign That things will get better, that I'll find a way To break free from this cycle, and live to see another day.
By Ramya4 years ago in Poets
Symphony of Nature
Amidst the trees and birds and bees, The rustling leaves and gentle breeze, The beauty of nature surrounds us all, In every season, in every fall.
By Arish Ali 4 years ago in Poets
The Teacher's Tragedy
Thirty tired teenagers tell tales to trick, though tutors toil to train their temporal tubes. Tellingly, the tardy truanters totally take the teacher’s time.
By Joe O’Connor4 years ago in Poets
Flight of the Feathered Ones
Feathered creatures, so small and light Taking off in a graceful flight Their wings beat in perfect rhythm As they soar up to the heavens
By Arish Ali 4 years ago in Poets
Bliss+content
Being in poverty and not bringing myself back out of it hurts like hell, I am tired of feeling pure sorrow for not owning the financial self-gratification that I need to own and do like a fucking mastermind. Yes, I feel like getting on some mastermind-type shit indeed. I will love every second starting now. Starting with $15 eventually will end up with $15,000.00 it will happen so quickly that I will need a money counter before I am done saving and hoarding my new money bag. I cannot wait to see 5 thousand in my damn wallet for real I am dead ass bruh. Poverty is on my last nerve and I am bout ready to squash poverty in its tracks for good. I am finished with poverty much sooner than others think but in secret. I am going to bless me very well and it will be all worth it and in secret and in truth.
By Angelina F. Thomas4 years ago in Poets
The Beauty Of Imperfection
The world is full of perfect things, Of perfect forms and flawless wings, But in my heart, I hold a love, For things that are less than above.
By Karun 4 years ago in Poets
Time Machine
I climb aboard my time machine, And journey through the ages seen, From ancient days to futures bright, I soar through time with all my might.
By Karun 4 years ago in Poets