If seven scripts of seven sins is what You seek, then allow me of the 1st name's to speak. If You go and read of the seven scripts, You must wander deep into the crypt.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Poets
The fish market's scent's amusing. A blind man said, "Good morning ladies!"
Dark-lined eyes sunken into the stretched leather faces, scrolled upon them in harshly scrubbed lines are the withers of fifty summers,
By Tommy Ballard3 years ago in Poets
At work I would make her laugh She'd usually give me sass One day I was stumped She approached my rump Walked away grabbing my ass
In laughter's gentle, joyous grace, A symphony of smiles upon each face. It dances in the heart, a merry tune, A gift of light, from sun to moon.
By πππ«π‘π₯π²3 years ago in Poets
Guess which amazing creature I will bring you to⦠Ripe strawberries and peas from her garden, she will pick to share with us, which she grew.
By THE SPEAR SISTERS3 years ago in Poets
In a vast universe, on a blue orb we're spun, An alien landed, its journey begun. Curious eyes, so wide and so bright, Eager to witness Earth's singular sight.
By Heather3 years ago in Poets
They are the cause of all my problems, he thought, experiencing an illusory epiphany. If they'd disappear, I would be free,
By Anthi Psomiadou3 years ago in Poets
Hot, crunchy, dangerously smothered in butter. Can you get ever get enough? * * * * * Dripping with butter it shot me with seduction
By Teresa Renton3 years ago in Poets
He appeared seemingly out of thin air From an unknown galaxy somewhere out there His futuristic ride was quite eye catching
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
To all the times you let me down When you could have held me down All the times you made me cry And said it was just a joke
By Aubrey james3 years ago in Poets
How can nothing be nothing when there is always something? And if there is nothing, there is always one thing. Where something exists,
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
