Mental Health
Rollercoaster of emotions
What am I~ Just a roller coaster of emotions? The rollercoaster swifts pass my legs, Up about, In the sky, The people fly high,
It's dark
10 seasons we created Between the words we exchanged After a winter night On a dewy autumn, I called it love. 9 different colours
Umesh YadavPublished 5 months ago in PoetsA pice of mind
The more things I went through, the more I convinced myself that there is something true in this quote from a book I recently read. The quote is "pain is pleasure". Why is it that when I lead a daily life, everything is average-statistically good, I feel empty and meaningless? Because I prefer up-down-up-down. It's more meaningful and interesting that way.
Black Belt BarbiePublished 5 months ago in PoetsThe Litmus test of Democracy
We bow before the very holy eyes, Of the goddess residing in the skies. We worship the girls as the deities of righteousness,
Hridya SharmaPublished 5 months ago in PoetsJourney Through the Darkness
Oh, cruel thoughts that plague my troubled mind Whispering lies and urging me to die Why must you be so unrelenting, unkind?
Melania J.L.Published 5 months ago in PoetsBeautifully Broken
There once was a little girl, who wanted nothing more than to heal the broken with all the love she felt. Her love felt so big that if she tried to keep it to herself, she felt she would explode.
Ashley PacittiPublished 5 months ago in PoetsA Lost Unicorn
Sitting here Pondering life All it’s struggle and strife Wondering if any of it is worthwhile Wandering through this wilderness
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in PoetsThe Last of Us
I see you for what you are The magic you hide from the world A magic that only those pure of heart can see You try to hide it
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in PoetsThe Mouse and The Balloon
A mouse tail tied to a red-and-white, zig-zagged Balloon string. A boy, nearing the end of his youth, Carries it in his palms - ready to let it float away. Another life he could X-out.
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as he is
as he is and i watch him full of chaos, anger, and love so, we are both alone i then watch the puffing of his chest and when it descends, inevitable
⸘jason alan‽Published 5 months ago in Poets Hotcomb, Hotcomb Stay Far Far away...
🎖🎖🎖🎖🎖🎖🎖 Sizzle, pop, crackle, fry... Sizzle, pop, crackle, fry... Uncrinkle, iron out, and flatten those kink-filled curls, black girls...
Tiffany GordonPublished 5 months ago in PoetsSelf-Promotion
Self promotion is the worst It’s rowing against the ocean Not just one tide Fighting every fish It’s a free for all
Atomic HistorianPublished 5 months ago in Poets