The Destination Not Disclosed The ticket held a secret, the map had no name, a journey was waiting, but nothing was the same.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Poets
The Whispering Doorway Beyond the edge of morning light, where silver shadows softly play, there waits a door no eyes can see, that only opens once a day.
The Day The Doors Closed The lights once shone brightly, the laughter filled the air, a place built from memories with stories everywhere.
The Haunted Perfume Bottle At a bustling car boot, bright one day, I sent my hubby on his way. “Find me a perfume bottle rare, With vintage charm beyond compare.”
Vera Lynn Song Haiku We’ll meet again love don’t know yet where or when dear Vera said we will 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
second verse, still the same curse chasing what I lost, feel the hunger thirst dreams in the rearview, fading in the haze
By Forest Green2 months ago in Poets
run it back, run it back, rewind the tape but the moment vanished, left me in the wake had it locked, had it tight, thought it was mine
Pressure built the muscle, now the frame stay sturdy Lookong around , turned the struggle to currency They were chasing likes, I was chasing urgency
Rose from the mud, now the floor too clean Still keep the same circle, cut the fake routine They were laughing then, now the tone too mean
Pressure on the chest, I still breathe through it Stacking every cent, watch the team move it Finally got on top where the rent due hit
paradise ain't a place, it's a state that you chase but the chase make you blind to the moment you taste i've been tasting every second, every breath that i take
i been searching every corner, every block that i walk money talk but it don't speak when the pressure get hot dreams in my pocket, but the rent due tomorrow
