I. The Elder's Gaze Beneath the elder banyan tree, Where roots run deep in silent plea, An ancient gaze beholds the land—
By Jacky Kapadiaabout a year ago in Poets
The words cling like dew to the edge of my tongue, Too heavy to speak, too light to be flung. I gather them close in the cage of my chest,
By Just One of Those Thingsabout a year ago in Poets
We were a brushstroke shy of bloom, A melody just out of tune. A clock that stopped at not quite now, A handshake made without a vow.
Yesterday sighs with a voice like old rain: "You’ll stumble where I did—I know it’s in vain. The cracks in the pavement still trip me, you’ll see,
To Save a Fleeting Moment: Reach quick with hands of spider's silk, The kind that tremble, soft as milk. Don't clutch too tight—just cup the glow,
The sky didn’t shudder, no cosmic alarm— just a flicker, a sigh, then the absence of warmth. I search the old maps where your light used to be,
When morning breaks with just a glitter, A shiny, sparkling spot reveals a dawn. Then birds call out a chirp, "It's ok to move, little critter!"
By Shirley Belkabout a year ago in Poets
I Rachael am a quiet soul, I am enraged with anger because “I’m Prideful”, I know, Since the age of 7 and thirteen troubled Past,
By Rachael Frazierabout a year ago in Poets
Signs Signs from beyond Release Release from my palms Words Words I've already spoken Passion Passion that's been awoken
By Lora Colemanabout a year ago in Poets
The Cat Lady’s Last Breath Her house was a cave, a wild cat den, fifty cats prowled like shadows within. The air thick with stink, cat wee burned the walls,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
We Broke In for a Laugh In the haunted house, we broke in just to laugh, but laughter’s a liar when tears crawl from your gut
It’s funny how the script has flipped Younger me would say I’m whipped And maybe I am Or just exhausted But now I see it
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
