Tell me, why are you so pressed? Please, just give it a damn rest. This job isn’t paying you for pointing out my flaws, So mind your own business, take a pause—
By Diani Alvarengaabout a year ago in Poets
Snowflakes write poems in her hair, Each step a verse, each breath a prayer, She is the fire in frozen air, The quiet grace of those who dare.
By Mr Aliabout a year ago in Poets
I sit here hugging the ocean And yet I hold nothing Choking on tears of fear Of futures lost Was it just a stepping stone
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Silence on vocal.media, Why is no one liking my poetryor Or commenting much anymore? It’s been a few days—everyone has gone.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Darkness in its deepest sonder, desolation in its truest bareness, all embraced my shattered skin, Enclothed in the tightness of survival, the light that belied in its invisibility propelled me to keep my hope akin.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Marvin thought he’d make a good hubby. Elvira was a little bit chubby. So Marv figured Elvira wouldn’t turn down his proposition.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
S ometimes we gotta take the high road N o, you wouldn't understand because you're a toad A I-Generated content and comments galore K now that you cannot make fools of us anymore E ventually, even the best masks corrode
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Poets
This is for Mikeydred's April Prompt and Natasha's poetry prompt. It is the International Day of Multilaterism and Diplomacy for Peace, established by the UN to promote peaceful relations between countries.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
Darkness was impaired in its transgression as hope seemed to find its way, A startling realisation, a sight to behold, one might deem to say.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Suddenly, One Afternoon – Samiul Nirjon Suddenly, I saw her on one side of the road— I never thought it would be possible in such troubled times.
By Rejuan Ratul2 years ago in Poets
In realms beyond our own, Parallel worlds spin and roam, Identical yet different too, Echoes of me and you. In one, love shines bright and true,
By sudha md2 years ago in Poets
It was the beginning of the end In a breath he said Make it so And thus it was The archon looked upon all creation And in the sweep of hand
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
