I craft all of his words into songs, Convert all of his footsteps into music. I transform all his naughtiness into poems,
By Malleswari2 years ago in Poets
If the sky turns into love, We're birds soaring within. If love transforms into a book, We're the pages amidst it. I can't hide my boundless love for you; in my eyes, skies.
Here I sit on pins and needles Waiting to meet an old friend For the first time. Though I feel we’ve known Each other forever
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Poets
After reaching the shore, I love the sea. After the storm hits, I understand the world. Yesterday's joys come together; today, at this moment, they find meaning.
This is the time when dreams are born, As the days melt away, Crafting paintings that cannot be erased. Letters that are written from the eyes,
Suddenly, my breath stops. I can't find my way when I see you like this. Your thoughts bind me like chains, All my endless dreams have vanished.
Today is Veterans Day Along the way Of the freedom way The peeps that fought in WW11 are gone now Somehow I remember my pop Big Vic comment to me
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
At the horizon, where soil and sky meet, In love, where you and I fuse together. In the illusion of ourselves, a world unfolds,
As the cool breeze caress upon my heart, I feel like a fluffy cloud drifting in the whimsical sky. Time passes, and I feel younger, as if rain is refreshing my parched soul.
I’m a walking contradiction I would rise to the heights only to fall I am not brethren of good But I hate evil I live a loopy routine not so much life
By The Madman2 years ago in Poets
I write poems that go unread Sometimes because I forget them before they escape my head Other times I write them But hide them instead
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Here come the hard times Here comes the return of the archons The harkening of our death Not the death of people But the death of our nation
