1. You hurt me with your disrespect. I’m not intelligent? More than you, I suspect. I’m nothing? That’s your feeble way to deflect.
By Julie Lacksonen2 months ago in Poets
A story told using video and song. Run - Lyrics [Verse 1] I saw shadows cross the sky I saw things that should not fly
By Steve Lance2 months ago in Poets
I scuffed my knee at six years old Face scarred, mean mugging the school photographer for telling me my pose was too cold
By Kale Sinclair3 months ago in Poets
Last night, I lost your number while ironically, finding myself in the bed of another. My coffee told me to tell you that you’ve become decaffeinated.
Ever since Leslie published her challenge, I've had a song stuck in my head. And every time I tried to work on the challenge, the song filled my mind and kept me from thinking straight.
By Sasha Desideri3 months ago in Poets
You've heard it. Maybe you've even said it. But did you mean it? I wrote this song because I'm asking myself that very question.
By Laura Roodenburg3 months ago in Poets
SMOKING HOT i don’t come from beginnings. beginnings hear my name and lock the door. i was born halfway through the sirens,
By MUJAHID A. KARIM3 months ago in Poets
There’s blood on your hands Always fresh and never dries… It’s not from your own wounds, It’s from every child who dies From your merciless destruction
By CT Idlehouse3 months ago in Poets
You know that I don't cry anymore I drain the pain away, through vacant, hollow eyes A different season and another storm
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 months ago in Poets
[Verse 1] I know you tried, I know you cared, I know you desired to be wanted, I know you carried pain that wasn't yours,
By Jaded | Pleasured (Ay! Eye Muse, Productions. Tired/Toxi)3 months ago in Poets
The voice behind me whispers doom, The joy of motion well suppressed, While beauty's up ahead in bloom. The span of world shrinks down to room.
By A. S. Lawrence3 months ago in Poets
Time ain’t fly… that clock just got a louder alibi. Every tick testify, every hand wave bye, to another version of me that already died.