I know it may be Taboo But it’s a part of life Becoming someone who Someday, I just might like I’ve been so many people
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
You rescued me I didn't ask for it I didn't pray for it or to You at all yet You pulled me from that mud pit up into that huge
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
I wrote a story once Where I am a fox. Beaten, battered, shattered and bruised; Stitched back together with the wool of a lamb.
By Ruby Redabout a year ago in Poets
Falling behind, I'm losing the race It's hard to keep up the pace Everything is changing at a rapid speed It's left me here with nothing left to plead
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
What was I doing now? Just now, was that a cow? Where did I put my list? Want to play a game of whist? What did you say your name was?
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
Built on past disappointments and lies, unseen by the stranger passing by. Constructed of whispers and hollow words. This house, also known as “a curse”,
By Sun Beeabout a year ago in Poets
She ran high on stilettos and pride, intoxicated by the atmosphere of her small town. Respected, yet ignored all else. Believing this was it.
How do you talk to the ghost of the unknown? What to do when you’re alone in room full of people It’s your personal rain cloud on a sunny day
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Speaking without hope of being heard has become all too common. We tiptoe around fragile feelings, but sacrifice our own pride.
By Marcus Hillabout a year ago in Poets
you do not search for beauty. beauty just is. to search for beauty is to give form to nothing. how do you describe nothing? What does nothing look like?
By Kit Valabout a year ago in Poets
She said, “Bring your things.” So I packed my favorite cassettes- voices I knew by heart- My Little Ponies with chewed-up hooves,
By Danielle Katsourosabout a year ago in Poets
India is land of patriarchy, things are changing they show, but, girls are seen as burdens, they fear the birth of a daughter,
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets
