Suffocating under expectations and beneath the sounds of the city. The same old drumbeat on repeat. Distant lights are becoming less pretty.
By Reece Beckett6 months ago in Poets
The hardest thing about being ceremoniously murdered is that no one tells you, and there is no funeral; you just wake up dead one day,
By Harper Lewis 6 months ago in Poets
I should diet I’m kinda fat and I don’t want to be that I should diet But it is cold and lonely under this roof And there are ghostly sounds
By Sam Spinelli6 months ago in Poets
That day, I was a happy baby… Before I was cursed… I was more welcome until I’ve been cursed. The curse took my life away!
By Meghan LeVaughn 6 months ago in Poets
A moment of pause quiet reflection, the act of stopping. - Looking up from the hustle, and bustle smelling the roses.
By Alexander Stoddart6 months ago in Poets
“Let’s escape together” At that moment I didn’t understand But later, I did. I could’ve swear everything was going well between us
By Semra Laureen Hill Jean6 months ago in Poets
Waves The waves crash all around me The salt stings I ride the waves Until it breaks Or is it me that is breaking? The current pushes me one way
By Katie Bradshaw6 months ago in Poets
Would you please give me calm? Give me the compass of peace. I need the noise of suffering to cease and say the least. Rainforest. I can hear the rain of the forest cry out.
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Poets
Can’t be falling for the trap Good ones always get the worst…. Maybe I should go and rap Anytime I’ll drop my verse…. They’re all stain It’s full of crap
By Haychie_Artist6 months ago in Poets
This poem was inspired by the history and dark side of Angel Meadow, Manchester. Angel Meadow in Manchester Uk Poem People stroll through Angel Meadow,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
I’ll write you out bit by bit press hard on the number 5 watch the lead crumble in slow motion- under a microscope- at the very tip that I just sharpened
By Michele Nampalli6 months ago in Poets
I had been so long without hope I wish you hadn’t shown me that glimmer Just to scrub it away * It’s times like these where I remind myself
