I dream of a land where voices shine like sunlight, where truth rises with the dawn, stretching across every street, every city,
By T. E. Door2 years ago in Poets
Do You See Us Now? They called her a liar, spat in her face with gavel and grin, let the wolves circle— and you? You sat there, nodding,
Your destiny is therefore your chance. In the judgment of fate so they say when bad things befalls them. When something goes well for you, you say it is by chance or luck.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Shall I compare thee to a springtime bloom? Thou art more lovely and of subtler grace. Rough winds may shake the buds that April womb,
By Farhad Hossen Fahim2 years ago in Poets
Silence– I can't stand it... and neither, can I sit in it‐ when my environment is quiet, this space behind my eyes becomes the exact opposite.
By JM2 years ago in Poets
I have a restless guide that speaks without words, It wrestles with the deeds of the day, and dreams of the night, Demanding some peace, yet keeping all my sleep at bay,
By ROMEO2 years ago in Poets
I stepped out into the snow today, felt the cold crawl up to my ankles, and walked to the mailbox. I turned to see my footprints pressed deep.
By Amber Allehoff2 years ago in Poets
the light let in today, from fire in the distance. changing what i see. the shades of the world around me. the ombre of i's, where my eyes cast brightly. shade won't show without a solid surface to be seen on.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
I met my younger self for coffee she arrived ten minutes late, I hugged her she ordered her favorite chocolate cake\ As I gulped her innocence through the lens of my present eyes,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Each person carries their unique light so evaluations against others serve no purpose. The journey you choose leads to your most important set of experiences among all others.
When Our Eyes Met When our eyes met, time stood still, A silent spark, a sudden thrill. The world around began to fade, As if our souls had found their way.
By ANITA2 years ago in Poets
Winter, Be Gone Icebound mornings, dark no light, Endless hours swallowed by night. Frost clings fierce, a bitter thread,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
