He drank his beer with childrens straws like it was nothing strange at all foam clung to the bend he tipped it slow watching the world over the rim
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
He brought out his guns to show his strength She was not impressed. He flexed with all his might to show dominance She was not impressed
By JBazabout a year ago in Poets
[Verse] In the heart of Lima where the sun won't quit There's a park full of charm with a feline kick Cats on the benches
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warriorabout a year ago in Poets
*** The sun found its way to setting right before we found our way And knowing where we were heading we began to feel a afraid
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
The first drop fell like a whisper. Not the kind of whisper you hear from someone sitting beside you, but the kind you feel against your skin—a soft, cold hush from the sky that says, “I’m here.”
By Muhammad Sabeelabout a year ago in Poets
Gondor called for aid But all the cards had been played No one rode out Because Gondor had alienated all of Middle Earth
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
I had too much to think last night I regretfully inform, We talked at length of this and that I awake today forlorn. I had too much to think last night,
By Siobhan McSweeneyabout a year ago in Poets
I don’t know who needs to hear this, but: ______Pov: ____Not me saying __ Literally me when The moon is looking thicc af right now,
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Baby animal fur Cottonballs Pussy willows Cashmere Why did my mind go there? You said my skin is soft to the touch. Why couldn't I just be normal and say, "Thank you?"
By Julie Lacksonenabout a year ago in Poets
In halls of light where virtue grows, Intentions bloom like bright red rose, Yet buried deep beneath their shade, Lie seeds of cost we never weighed.
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
One day, you'll work like a dog. Anything can happen, but you keep working. They'll tell you to be a little person. Because they're jealous of you.
By TheNaethabout a year ago in Poets
I've written many letters, trying to find hope. Perhaps someone would listen - someone who's gained my vote. My congressman or mayor, legislators, too,
By Margaret Brennanabout a year ago in Poets
