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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.
The Process
Get the laptop out Sitdown Get comfortable Position your hands on the keys Try to think of something to write Write a few words,
Mother CombsPublished 2 months ago in PoetsYou-6
Where is four Oh, it is locked in a drawer Waiting to be opened How long will it stay there We will just have to wait and see
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsGround to Dust
Licking at the facade Worshiping a nameless god Only to realize All efforts will be forgot Break your back all you want
Atomic HistorianPublished 2 months ago in PoetsPoetic Pathways: Explore Your Literary Preferences
I have been on Vocal Media for over four months now. Some of my earlier poems have yet to see much action. So, instead of just listing them and hoping you will read them, I have decided to develop a list of questions that fit your current interests and mood.
Things To Look Forward To In Spring
Robins Nests Eggs Melodies Hummingbirds Bluebirds Orioles Goldfinches Cool breezes Crocuses Daffodils Tulips
Needed Inspiration
It’s a waste of time to worry all the time You got to keep something positive on your mind to have a peace of mind Just smile even when you have no reason to smile
Emily BinkleyPublished 3 months ago in PoetsA Double Edge Sword
I remember what it felt like to run as fast as the wind. I remember what the wind in my face felt like leaping over hurdles to win a race.
Echoes of the Lost Path
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
Odes to First Love
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
Guiding Light: Ode to a Teacher
In a room where minds ignite, A beacon stands, a guiding light. With wisdom's touch, and patience vast, A teacher's role, unsurpassed.
My Rendezvous with Life
My Rendezvous with Life The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride, As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.
Hridya SharmaPublished 3 months ago in PoetsDisposable
Head in my hands Sifting through the sand Of ruined unplanned events Nowhere to vent A shoulder lent Is a shoulder lost
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 months ago in Poets