When We Grow Up “They say, when you grow up, you can do what your heart desires,” They speak as if it’s a dream that easily transpires.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswarabout a year ago in Poets
It wasn't a siren or roses. It was the velvet of a curtain never fully drawn. It was lipstick, worn only once, Pressed to seal a love letter
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
I am grateful for my life each day, for my warm and loving home, I pray. I'm grateful for a body so strong it carries me with health along.
By Denise Larkinabout a year ago in Poets
I sought a tattoo of poetic proportions— a quote from Wordsworth, Keats, the Bard, or Such. Something indelible that would whisper from my skin,
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets
I look around and wonder: does anyone see me? Does anyone feel me? Does she? There is nothing to prove that I am beheld let alone held.
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Hey, it’s you again.. Our souls met once again. Our story ended long ago— I thought I was through.. I swear, I buried it all.
By Glydsabout a year ago in Poets
The earth is breathing —Soft and steady The sky shed tears upon the land The sea is always calm— it rarely rages But the sea sometimes catches a cold
By Karan w. about a year ago in Poets
Pink lemonade hazy in the sunlight as the rim of a cocktail glass is rounded with salt. Filled with an orange liquid as we read in silences,
By Annie Kapurabout a year ago in Poets
They tried to break me; They tried to humiliate me too. I’ll break down and resign this time, but there’s much more to me than you.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Emotional pain can cause mental pain Mental pain can cause physical pain But physical pain leads to emotional pain Which again leads to mental pain
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
when i wake up and get out of bed (the ghost of you tried to chain me to it again) when i cherish my scarred up body (the physical ones left long ago, but i still see them)
By Alexandria Stanwyckabout a year ago in Poets
The grass green and cool on the back of my warm neck I close my eyes the breeze of you flows over me My veins dilate
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
