Senryu
The Bear, The Man, and The Woods
Sunlight bleeds through the pines There’s a bear on the path before me A strange man approaches from the rear I run towards the bear
Atomic HistorianPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsMorning Coffee
When I wake, The Coffee, I will smell.
Carol TownendPublished a day ago in PoetsBe where your feet are
Be where your feet are We often find ourselves either guilt-tripping in the past or ruminating about the future. The present is all that we have in our hands yet we tend to often forget the importance of living in the moment. In a world that constantly holds our attention, it becomes difficult for us to catch a moment of what our primary requirements are in the present, to catch a glimpse of what it is that we truly want for ourselves. Everything that you have ever dreamed of, wanted and will ever need, all of it stems from the present moment.
Hridya SharmaPublished 2 days ago in PoetsA Modern Dating Tale
In the period of swiping left or right and computerized romance, it's not difficult to accept that certifiable associations are more enthusiastically to drop by. However, once in a while, a dating story arises that revives our confidence in luck and the wizardry of human association. Such is the situation with the wonderful experience of Emily and James, a story that advises us that affection frequently tracks down us in the most startling of spots.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 2 days ago in PoetsA touch of eternity
In the yonder of the angelic light, Resided the beauty of radiance and the somberness of midnight The charms of the fleeting flair of time beckoned to her tune,
Hridya SharmaPublished 3 days ago in Poets21 lessons I learned in my 21 years of existence
I am 21. These are some reminders I give myself. 1)Be your light- Life fills us with moments of darkness and despair. There are times when we do not wish to strive and live the conniving thing called existence. Be your sunshine, light up your life with the courage of hope
Hridya SharmaPublished 3 days ago in Poets- Top Story - May 2024
Hello
If I had a cent for every open challenge, I would have no sense.
Cathy holmesPublished 3 days ago in Poets Sand Castles
Sand castles upon the sand Created from seemingly nothing They never know how low or high the tide is How long their time will last
Atomic HistorianPublished 6 days ago in PoetsEggshells
Why walk on eggshells, when the inevitable tastes like cherry pie?
Cathy holmesPublished 7 days ago in Poetsthe smallest things
~ blind to earth's treasures, our wonder usurped by woe– miracles no more. ____________________________________________________
Heather HublerPublished 8 days ago in PoetsWriter's Block
this idea sucks within, it's clear as summer on paper, it dies chase the feeling, find the voice if you do, readers rejoice
Matthew FrommPublished 8 days ago in PoetsKeys
My keys don’t jingle jangle They’re a tale of tales A web of confusion Sewn to protect what I hold dear A tool A mechanism
Atomic HistorianPublished 9 days ago in Poets