Tiny sparrow sings on the newborn breeze of spring prayer in soft wings
By Forest Green8 months ago in Poets
Much as the seasons change, so do I, a new chapter The twilight comes a little earlier today The stars dot the sky as I walk home tonight
By Howl8 months ago in Poets
The shadows still stretch back to the monsters left behind Who bared their fangs and gnawed on my skin and upon my heart
"Yes, in this stage of your adulthood, you are seeking intimacy through conversation," my therapist stated rather matter-of-factly.
By Rowan Finley 8 months ago in Poets
Us waxing poets Like blunt knives against hydras A pyrrhic bulwark ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm8 months ago in Poets
The world is shit. It hurts. Its cruel. And I can't ever Seem to stop The flow of empathy. I can't stop crying. Can't stop watching the tears
By Silver Daux8 months ago in Poets
Everything is grey. - I repainted the walls and they came out just as they started. - I moved between countries and found nothing had changed.
By Reece Beckett8 months ago in Poets
"In 1983, they didn't just change the laws; they changed what it meant to be human. They reclassified the elders and the 'obsolete' as managed expenses—units to be monitored until they expired.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 8 months ago in Poets
Everyone brings flowers for the dead. The flowers are dead, too. Even if they don’t know it yet. You’ll feel better once you wash your face.
By Sean Balogh8 months ago in Poets
The problem is that people are tired. They sit in the chair across from me and tell me they are fine before telling me they are not fine.
By Teena Quinn 8 months ago in Poets
And how is it like, discovering new spice, scent world of misanthrope⁉️
By Diana8 months ago in Poets
Waking up feels like standing in rain, With heavy thoughts running down like pain. The world looks loud, the days feel tight,
By V8 months ago in Poets
