Level up we’re on a mission Doing good with smooth transition Better way to think ‘bout life How ‘bout we just drop the knife
By Haychie_Artist12 months ago in Poets
Cutting Out The Devil I stood in the dark, Hearing him breathe, That quiet taunt Coiled in the air. His words were poison,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 12 months ago in Poets
We used to tune like matched guitars, two bodies, one bright chord. A needle dropping clean on love, no skips we couldn’t afford.
By Milan Milic12 months ago in Poets
Daylight savings a signal of impending doom, the war of attrition finally dimming the stubborn sun. - It's hard not to feel
By Alexander Stoddartabout a year ago in Poets
The wisdom of middle age: replacing the urge to 'teach' with the composure to 'observe' in our most important relationships.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Something in the Air Is Poison There’s something wrong, In the night air, Something sharp, Something unseen. It burns slow,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
What Just Happened in U.S. Food Policy • In November 2025, Congress passed an emergency spending bill to end the government shutdown but buried in the bill was a provision that guts food safety rules.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
You Are What You Are You are what you are, Not shaped by them, Not carved by fear, Not bent by noise. You walk your path,
After the fire You broke me Or at least you tried. But there is a strange kind of peace In knowing the worst has already been done
By Skippie Petrovaabout a year ago in Poets
Never Give Up The night drips slow, Through broken dreams, Where silence hums, In endless streams. The walls are cold,
I trusted you I trusted you Do you hear me? God, I trusted you I opened myself like a wound. Showing you locked doors I would never open
Rise now Oh winter winds Rise! send forth your frosty vanguard drain the moisture from the air before it ripping the breath
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Poets
