To call it a glow Would be untrue To call it a glow Would be a lie To call it a glow Would be to glorify that which simply is.
By Alexander McEvoyabout a year ago in Poets
I tell her I'm sorry I'm me That doesn't sound like someone who's proud of their identity To be honest I don't even know what it means anymore
By Sarah O'Gradyabout a year ago in Poets
Tantrum You appeared in school one day You were strong, but fast I think someone was irritating me So I got mad like any other
By K. Exumabout a year ago in Poets
Secret Time: The nights grow longer. I anticipate the visits. You'll get to stay, We get to explore more. Our eyes meet,
By Salem Jaceabout a year ago in Poets
I am out with my lantern salvaging scraps from the junk- yard where I have been admitted for Dilation & Curettage to purge my miscarried poems.
By Paris Rosemontabout a year ago in Poets
Bruised in the Mind’s Corner She wears her smile like borrowed light, a flicker that hides the tremble beneath. The world calls her strong,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Her Mind a Tired River Her memories fade softly, like sunlight through lace, names slip away but faces still linger. She talks to her late husband,
My heart aches in silence for a love he'll never return. His chest holds no echo of me, but mine still carries the weight of him, heavy life a storm I cannot outrun.
By Yuleaabout a year ago in Poets
You held my soul in your hand, and slowly clenched your first squeezing ever so fearlessly, as if my light were something soft, something you could mold or mute.
Campfire ghost story Murdered People Haunting Homes Insanity's Whispers
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Poets
A poem that wonders — if everything ends, what still matters? The Space Between Stars explores how silence, love, and memory create meaning in a fleeting universe.
By Lila (Poetry)about a year ago in Poets
When the world tries to dim your light, let this poem remind you: the fire within doesn’t fade — it learns to burn smarter.
