Stream of Consciousness

Language Of The Heart
In the uncharted territories of our hearts, a silent narrative unfolds A language of emotions, that our words struggle to convey A feeling so profound, it yearns to be unearthed But the weight of vulnerability, can be a daunting threshold to breach To articulate our deepest desires, would be a liberation so pure A triumph over the facades, that shield us from the world's scrutiny But the prospect of being exposed, in all our fragile humanity Can be a chilling prospect, that sends shivers down our spine The paradox of expression, is a delicate balance to strike Between the desire for authenticity, and the fear of being laid bare Yet, in the stillness, our emotions simmer and seethe Longing to be acknowledged, and to shatter the silence that binds us To find the courage to speak, is to embark on a perilous journey One that requires us to confront, the shadows that we've learned to hide But is the reward worth the risk? For in the act of expression We may discover the world's indifference.
By Wasfa2 years ago in Poets
We Try
We try to understand, When all we want, Is to be understood. We seek validation, Under the mask of nonchalance, We are creatures of mystery,
By Simran Daniel2 years ago in Poets
To My Fellow Vocal Writers
140. That's how many subscribers I currently have, and that just blows me away. I don't write anything to get likes, comments or subscribers so I'm very humbled that 140 people want to read my writing. I don't write to get top stories, and to me writing is like therapy for the heart, mind and soul.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Whispers
You are such a fraud. Prey on the vulnerable To get what you want. +++ You fooled him, but your arrogance tops your smarts and
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Sadness of Changes
The darkness inside of me, it just keeps growing larger. I'm wanting to scream out loud... instead I force it smaller. I made promises to many:
By Adora Hooper2 years ago in Poets
My -ered Firmly Plast-
There is a steady and rambling, slowly meandering stream that runs alongside the road I envisioned in my dream at night, last night, to offer a slight but right—
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Flourish your faith
Gracefully it spins, Weaving every thread. It is a bliss, It is a fame. It is the reason we cry when we don't have it, It is the reason for peace,
By Anwesha2 years ago in Poets
A poem on a word from your native language, the one that becomes a door to a forgotten home, a childhood smell, a buried grief or a lost revolution
Beckoning my existence Uss rab par vishwas rakh, har manzil me tera saathi ho vo khuda, Kyuki Jado usdi meher hove toh tenu vo bhi miljaye jo tera nahi ho sakda!
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
I Spy
Blinker vision My only blessing Every moment A spying eye puzzle List procedurally generated Each found item Spawning new locations
By K.B. Silver 2 years ago in Poets
A Poem from Death. Top Story - April 2025.
I sat with death and he set with me, I asked why he took all he did from me. He laughed and said he could've taken more, I stepped back and asked why'd he do that for.
By Amy2 years ago in Poets
Meditations on Meditating
"Close your eyes." Okay. Wow, I’m really tired! Closing my eyes may not be a good idea… "Take a deep breath." Okay. Breathing I can do…
By Laura DePace2 years ago in Poets
Boredom Gap
Isaac Newton sat under a tree attentively scrolling Insta with glee an apple fell yonder but all he could ponder was how hot Nick was in that tee
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets