Tonight I peered into the mirror... I'm seeking a younger child who's lost! Dejected breathing, pondering if... that inner child is forever lost?
By Adora Hooper2 years ago in Poets
At first they're few The things I list That I truly appreciate But as time passes, the fondness grows For each wrinkle, freckle, scrape
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Poets
I once called my reflection a stranger, Unworthy of light. With loathing, I carved my silence. But even in darkness, I whispered for light.
By Emmie Falbo2 years ago in Poets
On Valentine's Day, my friend asked, "What does being loved mean to you?" I softly smiled at the whisper that only I could hear, so true.
i found you on the sidewalk eviscerated tossed in grime (the culprit was you) tears pricked my eyes because no one should be left this way
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
It's like the amusement park of my nightmares. I want off this emotional rollercoaster. It's like a carousel that's been set on fire.
By Jasmine Harris2 years ago in Poets
Cradled in soft light, love sways like a lullaby, I am my own peace. Tears baptize my skin, whispers rise like angel hymns,
By T. E. Door2 years ago in Poets
"They" say that reading and watching TV in bed is bad for your sleep habits. I can see how distracting it is, and would cause many to abandon their much -needed sleep in favor of being entertained.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
When anatomy becomes vulture pickings neuroticism bonus-gifts friendship Overweight Overbite Ideal candidates for surgeries I didn’t want
By The Dani Writer2 years ago in Poets
Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash *** How many pages I turned — I don’t know. Simply this life isn’t like an old book.
By Mariana Busarova2 years ago in Poets
When love doesn’t work out (again!) we continue to look for others to lean on - as if love were a crutch - without realizing
By Heather Scott2 years ago in Poets
I wake from a dream regrets they fuel dream or nightmare fuel my worries nightmare of a fall worries about worth fall to my death?
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
