I used to dim myself automatically like a phone on low battery, saving power for people who never noticed the light in the first place.
By Milan Milic9 months ago in Poets
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever come home to music to someone who's glad to see me and wants to receive what I have to give
By Colleen Walters9 months ago in Poets
I used to measure my worth by who replied. By the little typing bubble, by the seen-check, by whether you showed up When you said you would.
In the morn's first light, a sight so bright, Frosty mix in the air, a wintry delight. Wild winds blow, across the land they roam,
By Solomon Walker9 months ago in Poets
holy perfection infinitive infinite by dialectics cut * Inspired by Petar Bosniฤ Petrus: Thesis-Antithesis-Synthesis-Epithesis dialectics *
By Diana9 months ago in Poets
Have you heard of the game chameleon? I fear I play it far too well. Skilled to pretend iโm something iโm not. I am what you say you sell.
By Latisha Jean9 months ago in Poets
The key to our lights Began with a kite Ben was a mighty scientist also known as a nudist We donโt know if during His lightning luring
By Andrea Corwin 9 months ago in Poets
Her thoughts glow iridescent in a secret corner of her mind a gossamer tapestry of emotions that her heartstrings have been woven into
I used to watch the sky for you. If your voice went tight, Iโd start gathering blankets soft words, extra patience, a laugh to lighten the room
I made a room inside my day where nobody gets to interrupt me. No phone buzzing like a bee, no โbe positive,โ No rushing to fix the feeling
A doctor stood up, To let a mother sit, And cradle her baby. - A mother gave money, To a beggar by the shops, Flashing them a smile.
By Conor Matthews9 months ago in Poets
I am not here to execute in mediocrity, I am working toward greatness I donโt argue with contrarians I remove myself from hating
By Nathaniel Terrell9 months ago in Poets
