The Blame Seekers When fear wraps tight around the soul, And shadows in the heart take toll, They scan the room, eyes sharp with dread,
By Katie L. Kashan2 years ago in Poets
Staring in this mirror as I put on eyeshadow, I gaze into deep brown eyes, They are a reflection of times gone by; Sorrow, joy, and pain,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Mom said, "Always save your coins, for storms will come unannounced." I wish she taught me how to spend joy— not fear. Author's Notes:
By mureed hussain2 years ago in Poets
It was a poison that started In the pretty pastel paint Coating the plastic bricks Of a kindergarten classroom That smelled like melting crayons,
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
The voice was very clear. The voices of conversation, which were always present haunting me. How could a voice that I didn't know the origin of, be the reason for me to follow everything.
By kaileen2 years ago in Poets
Here she comes, my most loyal friend, “Hey! How are you?” She greets me with a hug, Pulling away I state, “I’m fine.” There it is again, my brain spinning
By Sibley Shamra2 years ago in Poets
You are so soft and so warm My safe place, my comfort space You never let me go, even when I need you to Everyday I tried to get away, but your warmth pulled me back in
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
Arthritis The Silent Ache The weight of days bears down on me, each step a whisper, each bend a plea. My knees protest, my feet despair,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Dear Diary, The tears I cry hydrate my face. The smile I show lifts my soul. The pout I make is to get you to help. The laugh you hear quiets my mind.
By A.Angelina2 years ago in Poets
When it rains, you will know who will give you an umbrella. Only when something goes wrong do you truly understand who is sincere to you.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
be the person who cares. be the person who makes effort, the person who loves without hesitation. be the person who shows up for others.
By MT Poetry2 years ago in Poets
Exhaled in relief Though it is brief Bills are paid Worries fade ~ Waking up at dawn Working as a pawn Pay the bills
By Ann ☕️2 years ago in Poets
