sometimes i feel so empty i fill up my days with distractions what else is life for i ask myself endlessly what should i be doing with my empty time
By Grace Genet-Allen4 months ago in Poets
Lately, I have found myself retreating to the quiet and comfort found in creating AI art upon the WWW of canvases. Lately, the noise of life
By Novel Allen4 months ago in Poets
I sit with my pen and paper, and nothing happens. All the stories I want to tell and the things I need to say, I can't. My hands are stuck. The paper is blank.
By Angel Adagio4 months ago in Poets
Once, it brought us to life You lauded this renovation Hailed it “Our greatest accomplishment.” “Our True North”
By Matthew Fromm4 months ago in Poets
Howl. Go on! Howl all you want. The moon knows your scent and thinks your barking is lunacy. Did you say something?
By Christy Munson4 months ago in Poets
If you did Would it even matter? No. Never. Because I have been, Been waiting for God knows How long.
By Madison B. 4 months ago in Poets
Fact and illusion They are the same but ain't the same, they are different but they are the same " What started fake ain't get ever genuine"
By Sofiane Illyah 4 months ago in Poets
I stumble out of the pub - trying to hail a cab on a foggy as soup night A heavy blanket of alcohol- soothes the ceaseless, monkey chatter in my brain
By Bonnie Bowerman4 months ago in Poets
“You cannot keep me.” The torch lands on the aged home and burns all to ash.
By Lindsay Sfara4 months ago in Poets
The mould of - inside - is not the - you see outside of - The - of me - me is the - me the me I - to be The mould of - inside me is the hidden me, that wants -
By Paul Stewart4 months ago in Poets
I grew up believing that men are alcoholics and women are mentally ill, chronics I wasn't the only one back in the day because when I cried all-day
By Denise E Lindquist4 months ago in Poets
In the darkness of night, a spark shines bright A whisper of hope, cutting through the blight Embrace the day, with its golden light
By Lover4 months ago in Poets