Senryu

Silenced
I used to marinate myself in emotion Now I sit here numb It’s not that bad really Just strange Feels like all has drained from my brain
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Shelf’s Delight
Chocolate temptation, waiting to be taken home, the shelf is happy.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Troubling Symptoms
We watched the circus Become our legislature And our cathedral
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Zer-yu
I am a zero On a scale of 1 to 10 I don't even count . Struggling...not callow On a scale of boys to men Drive swells my account
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
What is Culture?
Free advice is worth What it costs, said he, as he Chose just the right stone
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Title: Forest Floor Dreams: A Poetic Exploration of Nature's Understory . AI-Generated.
Forest Floor Dreams: A Poetic Exploration of Nature's Understory In the shadow of the towering oaks, where sunlight softly gleams,
By inspirational poems 2 years ago in Poets
Green Sanctuary: A Poetic Refuge in the Forest . AI-Generated.
Title: Green Sanctuary: A Poetic Refuge in the Forest In the heart where the wild whispers grow, A haven lies where rivers gently flow.
By inspirational poems 2 years ago in Poets
Hamartia
When assassins fail Lives can be profoundly changed Or simply go on
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
The Rally
Beware the vile joy Ecstatic and contagious Of a hatred shared
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Love Me
Love me Love me now Love me later Love me drunk on happiness Love me sober on hard times Don’t ever let this be over Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
False Flag
We’re all tired of this The braggadocious actors in our theater The false flag notions of progress The boiling oceans of hate and dissent
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The metamorphosis of desperation into a field of dandelions
The dramatism of the mortal bane elapsed in its stillness to be, In the pleas of eternal metamorphosis, I wished for the darkness to engulf me.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets