An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.
Raindrops kiss the leaves— each hush a slow heartbeat sound, time folds into peace.
By Printique Studiosabout a year ago in Poets
Welcome The Morning Welcome, morning, warm and bright, Bathed in calm and golden light. Breezes stir the waking land, Time slips soft from nature’s hand.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Fear Not The Night Fear not the night, after darkness comes light, the stars do not bite, they only burn bright. The wind may sound cruel,
A Thursday dawns, a gentle rise, A quiet light paints sleepy skies. Not the rush of Friday’s call, Nor the calm of Sunday’s thrall,
By Hadiabout a year ago in Poets
“Grow old with me” What a magical face that is, Will I ever find happiness? That black mascara is a weapon of illusion, I am the sailor who has lost his way in the unknown.
By Jr. Majahabout a year ago in Poets
Loving what you shouldn't, Secrets we try to keep: A "canceled" artist, Schadenfreude, Harmful people... Or maybe just that one.
By kpabout a year ago in Poets
They call me ‘Mary’… ‘Hairy Mary’… for very obvious reasons. True, I’m no beauty But, you won’t forget me! Along quiet bush tracks
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
Whispers Between the Lines: A Journey Through Unspoken Verse Exploring the Emotions Hidden in the Silence of Words There’s a kind of magic in poetry that rarely shouts—it whispers.
By FAIZAN AFRIDIabout a year ago in Poets
VERSE ONE The glaciers weep in reverse now, love— their tears pooling in the cracks of your coffee cup. You sip the meltwater of a dying epoch,
By Ramjanul Haque Khandakarabout a year ago in Poets
VERSE ONE Your veins hum a war-torn melody, cracked lips sing hymns of rust and rain. They tried to bury you in their “almost,”
True Poem Of How I Feel by George’s Girl, 2025 Today I tried all day to write a poem Nothing fitted, nothing seemed good
Oh Happy Day Haiku All alone he lived He like it better that way How Happy am I
