Stream of Consciousness

lo-la-lover. Top Story - July 2025.
navy blue is how I love you all the deep and dark parts you try to hide and all the goodness you have inside - crimson red
By angela hepworthabout a year ago in Poets
Limerence
It's tender, It's kind, It's... Savoring tears, you will never see. You haunt that piece of me, Dissolving into obscurity.
By Ebonyabout a year ago in Poets
Still the Sun. Runner-Up in Somewhere Between Here and There Challenge.
the hill where I stood and waited for reason to come in its season ~ looking upon the world with a warring sense of unease and hope
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
I hate living.. Content Warning.
It's so hard to live. No one's honest, no one is truthful. I'm at the bottom of the totem pole. I should have ended it this summer.
By Amelia Ruth Thompsonabout a year ago in Poets
Stained glass
The sun awakens slumbered colors as they light up in a brilliant beaming kaleidoscopic floating upwards silky swirls
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
A Thousand
Hidden in plain sight in the darkest daylight I'll be quiet in my shattering I'll catch a thousand pieces as they fall
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
"Muhibbi’s Poem to Hürrem Sultan's " (Suleiman the Magnificent)
From one of Suleyman’s letters to Roxolana Muhibbi" was the pen name used by Sultan Suleiman the Magnificent for his poetry. He was a renowned Ottoman ruler and poet, and "Muhibbi" translates to "lover" or "friend". Under his pen name, Muhibbi, he composed this poem for Roxolana:
By Kristen Orkoshneliabout a year ago in Poets
The View From My Two Left Feet
I think im the family's black sheep My generations sacrificial lamb Because its just been Uni Career Relationship Engagement
By Sarah O'Gradyabout a year ago in Poets
How to Disappear Without Anyone Noticing
How to Disappear Without Anyone Noticing Genre: Poets / Psyche / Social Com Style: Poetic diary/narrative fragments Day 1
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Poets
My City. Content Warning.
I love my city on the Northwestern coast, Enclosed by mountains and the ocean’s sound. One of its qualities that I like the most
By Testabout a year ago in Poets
Social Armor
Author's Note: In this poem, I use the term "females" to distinguish that a person of any gender identity can face discrimination for their chest if they're perceived to be female by the people around them.
By Testabout a year ago in Poets
Wait and contemplate
Do we have to repeat this language, do we have to be part of this language? No, I don't think it's stupid, but I don't think we were created to repeat someone else's work or be part of it just because someone or some group really likes it for a day or two. It might be fun, but then it becomes an immature version of something completely different.
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda about a year ago in Poets