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Lists of the best poems and poets from every genre; collections of poetry from the romantic to the reflective, dark, satirical, nostalgic and more.
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about!
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about! I witness myself say this phrase from time to time, where life plonks us into the desperation of ebb and flow of uncertainty and things not going in our favour. It is easy to say we are grateful and in complete balance when things are going well and life feels like the warm embrace of the sun shining on a Sunday morning. But the real test lies in remaining grateful and centred when life feels like spinning out of control. While it is easier said than done, here are some reminders that might help you get through the days that feel like a burden
Hridya SharmaPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsDivulging the Mechanical Wilderness: Investigating New Devices, Programming Updates, and Most recent Headways in artificial intelligence, Blockchain, and Network protection
In the present quick moving computerized scene, remaining refreshed with the most recent mechanical headways has become fundamental. From progressive contraptions to notable programming refreshes, and from state of the art man-made intelligence developments to the advancing scene of blockchain and network safety, the universe of innovation is in a steady condition of transition. We should dive into these charming domains and investigate what's right now causing disturbances.
"Opening the Force of Careful Eating: An Excursion to Dietary Wellbeing"
In the present high speed world, the idea of careful eating has gotten some decent forward momentum as a comprehensive way to deal with sustenance and by and large prosperity. A long ways past a passing pattern, careful eating envelops a significant change in context towards food, cultivating a more profound association between the brain, body, and the demonstration of sustenance itself.
Housed Within My Soul
I’m a powerhouse of the past; an inbuilt hard drive, A filing system of experiences, of happiness and pain, A recall of desires; meshed within my resistance,
Colleen MillsteedPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Entertainment
You look down your nose at me in disdain Because to you I’m just here to entertain I give you a fake name and a smile
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 days ago in PoetsMeditation
Meditation is not sitting in a quiet room It is when you stop telling other people the words that you need to hear Its when you stop looking out the window
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 days ago in PoetsIn my eyes I carry my father’s rage and my mother’s sorrow
Khamoshi ki aahat me sukoon ki talaash hai, Kuch lamho ke saaye me apne gam bhulane na jane kyu aas hai, Duniya ke dastoor ka kuch alag hi hisaab hai,
Hridya SharmaPublished 2 days ago in PoetsEclipse
Entwined in the eerie twilight Cold coming in as it begins Light’s shadow begins to sink in In it, we stare up in the wonder of midday’s night
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 days ago in Poetsaddicted to chaos
I'm so used to it How can I say no to it? I wish I could make a note out of it Write it down and let everyone know I'm a young woman with an addiction
Gladys W. MuturiPublished 3 days ago in PoetsWho, What, Where,
Heavenly barter, Windswept fall, Cages spill, Aquatic fuel, Containment forsaken, Synthwave fashion, Dissolved faction,
Encounter a poet outside his poems
The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 days ago in PoetsLife-2
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
Atomic HistorianPublished 4 days ago in Poets