Sonnet
Uriah's Honor
I am a richly blessed and lucky man Bathsheba gladdens every seeing eye And she is mine alone; our love began When she favored me with a smile most sly
D. J. ReddallPublished 19 days ago in PoetsJust A Love Poem
This is just a poem that I had to write, you will know who it is for. The music is "Jump Then Fall" by Taylor Swift Just A Love Poem
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 19 days ago in PoetsA Story of Discovery and Desire
In the foggy gleam of nightfall, with the air thick with the commitment of summer, she felt a blending profound inside her. It was a sensation she couldn't exactly name, a shuddering of expectation that moved along her skin like the main murmurs of a late spring breeze. She lay underneath the shade of stars, her heart beating in musicality with the beating thump of the evening.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 20 days ago in PoetsThe Untold Story of Beauty Pageants: Beyond Sex and Love
In a society where sensationalism and stereotypes are common, the subject of beauty pageants is controversial. Supporters of these contests promote female empowerment and the appreciation of many forms of beauty, while critics claim that they objectify women and reduce them to nothing more than symbols of physical perfection. A lesser-known tale, meanwhile, is intertwined with this controversy: the untold tale of beauty pageants surpassing ideas of sex and love.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 20 days ago in PoetsSex and love story
Few human emotions entwine as deeply and passionately as sex and love in the maze of human emotions. They are the soul's twin flames, illuminating everyone who dares to dance in their flickering light with a spell of passion and devotion. But hidden behind the creases of this intricate embroidery is a story that goes well beyond the sensuality of desire and explores the fundamentals of closeness and connection.
Kazi Hasebul Hasan NaimePublished 20 days ago in Poets- Top Story - May 2024
In It
If I make it that far, you can pose the question; to ask me in December is just a suggestion. * If I ask you to tell me more,
Kendall DefoePublished 20 days ago in Poets The Winsome Cup Bearer
I am grateful for what you have taught me This bitter lesson in sublimation Sweetens when the beautiful breve I see: Your smile, which could conquer a whole nation
D. J. ReddallPublished 21 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 21 days ago in PoetsPalo Alto Trees
Palo Alto trees tend to live their lives Aware of the grounds and ways to the skies Dreaming of nights shimmering with their drives
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 22 days ago in PoetsThe Last Line
I’ve been the last line to many Just another pretty penny A daring glance A lark A shot in the dark A tree that harkens you to rub against its bark
Atomic HistorianPublished 22 days ago in PoetsAuthority
Authority, as per regulation, will justify suppression, will authorise translation and standardise expression. . It will stamp approvals, make decrees,
Proofs and Theories
The simmering terrors of its essence set its fangs deep, Trembling with the exasperation of toil, I tirelessly strive in the endeavours of the promises to keep
Hridya SharmaPublished 22 days ago in Poets