The house was filled with words that cut like knives Their voices pressed me down until I broke I walk away though shadows plead to stay.
By Sara Wilson12 months ago in Poets
Body on a natural clock Wakes me up early Even when I want to stay asleep I am so tired Or maybe fatigue Is this burnout?
By L.I.E12 months ago in Poets
I’ve learned the hardest lessons from the things I reached for that were never mine. The almosts. The nearlys. The could’ve-beens
By Marcus Hill12 months ago in Poets
PIKTURE PERFEKT She sleeps like a wooden beam, gorgeous like you wouldn’t believe. Railroading my thoughts so I can dream,
By Keith Neumann12 months ago in Poets
Our living room keeps theater hours long past evening’s news; The curtains won’t agree to close—they yawn and then refuse.
By Milan Milic12 months ago in Poets
They crawled up the stairs Fists of concrete fought for freedom Not limited by limbs or doubt or privilege Powered by necessity and determination
By vibrant ghost12 months ago in Poets
Glyph is a sovereign language. Indigenous cultures across the globe Using this communication method To inspire, fight wars, and love.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 12 months ago in Poets
At two a.m., the world goes wide, the clocks forget their keep, and we become footnotes of light—love notes at the edge of sleep.
Wickedness Lives In His Name The room chilled fast, When he stepped in, As if the walls knew What he carried inside. He spoke in riddles,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
As I wander through the woods I gather loose twigs and stones Until my arms are filled with goods And spoils and geodes and bones.
By Jaimie12 months ago in Poets
If she was me. If she was who I wanted to be She would be: A kind girl with the sweetest heart A soul who always taught and was smart
By Anahit MKhitaryan12 months ago in Poets
“Sometimes happiness is a feeling. Sometimes it’s a decision.” What would you choose? Happiness can be “a commitment to seek positivity and cultivate joy.”
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff12 months ago in Poets
