that boy is back in town. you know what they say when he is around, things get 'complicated' as a passive status, not making any miracles.
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Craving genuine connection? Me too. Every day, I am habitually cordial, and I expect the same from others because I don’t hide my affection.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
When fire burns claiming us all We bare the marks as ashes fall Leaving a path of warning, call Baring the marks as ashes fall
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Sabotage and reckless thoughts Endless journeys of collisions Fragile souls in unseen wars Waged by those with false pretenses
Hey, are you okay? I don't know... Just a bad day? I, honestly, don't know I can't really put it into words Talk to me, I'll put it together
By JM2 years ago in Poets
There he was Standing in silence Shouting in the mirror His eyes hid, His tongue, a ferocious whip Hatred dripped from his lips
“you make me sick” i look up at the sound of her voice, tinged with fire and venom she’s glaring at me - what’s the phrase? hell hath no fury?
By M.B. Arthur2 years ago in Poets
The canvas is blank. With clouds of destiny in the horizon cast. With nothing from the past. *** I wanted to use it, to paint something beautiful.
By Rachel Steinmetz2 years ago in Poets
How do our words flow, like a warm stream, Will our conversations namely cease to be a dream someday? Among men, as ever, Time now stands; With touches of such delicate hands; May carve us apart as hours go by.
I can't find the will to get out of bed, My mind races faster than I can breathe. The weight on my chest fills me with dread,
By Alice Saldini2 years ago in Poets
Sometimes I feel like my life is wasting away. Like I haven't accomplished anything in my 23 years of life so far. I want to chase after my dreams so badly, but ever since covid happened I cannot force myself to do anything productive. Sure I have fun and party and drink and act a mess every chance I get (that is great fun ngl) but what about my long term goals and happiness? Before I used to blame my laziness; now it feels like there's a million things in my way. Permanently stuck in a rough patch with no motivation and no energy.
By mimito2 years ago in Poets
A Love that Time Could Not Silence In the whisper of a lonesome night, Your memory lingers, a bittersweet sight. Lost in the shadows where love used to gleam,
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
