🙏 Help me Lord as I’am in grief, Let me pray for his relief. Give your wisdom to this prayer, Make Your wish always be there!
By CA'Di LUCE * Confessions & Memories in Conversations with friends!/ It’s not a revolution—it’s a quiet evolution.7 months ago in Poets
Please! Please! Go away Please don't stay Don’t make me cry today No, don’t want to be in bed all day You hurt in the worst way
By L.I.E7 months ago in Poets
If I could eat this shirt, would I be a shirt !? What kind of question is that - I don't know I'm just asking !? If I could eat this shirt, WOULD I be a shirt !?
By 365poetry7 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is a dansa for two friends setting up home together. You probably know who I am talking about. The music is "Three Little Birds" by Bob Marley
By Mike Singleton đź’ś Mikeydred 7 months ago in Poets
StoneHenge The circle that watches The stones stand, patient with the weight of centuries, their silence thicker than the night around them,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
There is a fire I know, one that does not burn within me, but slips down slowly, like a river made of heat. It is that bitter taste,
By Edith TH7 months ago in Poets
Don’t Crush the Poppies Heavy boots press into broken earth, Each step a story the ground still keeps, Mud remembers the weight of grief,
Lord, teach my restless heart to wait in peace, To trust Your hand when storms refuse to cease. When shadows rise and doubts begin to grow,
She turns her gaze to heaven’s light, Too bright to face, too fierce, too white. She looks instead to fields of gold, Where life is warm, and hands are old.
***** December - 2025.... There will always be 24 hours within a day, 52 weeks within a year, and according to the calendar, it just doesn't seem right when none of us have taken our purpose and life goals into consideration.
Ode to my brother Who's a little bit younger He learned from the other siblings at best Yes, yes this sister is a mess He is the reason without a doubt
By Courtney Curran7 months ago in Poets
ODE TO MY BROTHER Who is much, much Older A big protector that takes no shit Never the one to make the first hit Well maybe sometimes he’d fly off the handle
