Stream of Consciousness

Value
To realize The value of a sister or brother Ask someone Who doesn't have one. To realize The value of ten years: Ask a newly
By ReadShakurr2 years ago in Poets
Rising from the Ashes. AI-Generated.
From the quiet depths of night, Where shadows stretch and bind, A spark ignites, a flicker bright, In the corners of my mind.
By Wazi Uddin2 years ago in Poets
Optimism
I promised myself that I would not go back to that reflection but I am still attached to the shards of glass embedded
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
Tales of Torment: Distances
these tales of torment speak what my voice just can't, what my silence shouts‐ i hate to say i'd prefer to purge every of my predilections,
By JM2 years ago in Poets
A Reflection on Rumi’s Poetic Wisdom - Rise Up
"Do not turn to look at every beggar that beckons – you belong to me! Do not sell yourself short, for you are priceless. Part the waters with your staff – you are today’s Moses.
By Hanen Mehadbi2 years ago in Poets
Cannot Hide
In the shadows where secrets lie, There's a truth you cannot deny. No matter where you run or glide, Some things in life, you cannot hide.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
Infectious Defectus (Preview)
We are sick.Ill-stricken with deceitForced to believe in fanciful fairytales that indoctrinate our seedWe breed to continue this frivolous lie We leave it for the next generationA generation of lost souls and soul ties We blame them for the predicament we placed them in How dare you act so scandalous?How dare you act so bleak?How dare you act like you don't know what's wrong with me?- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -I'm sickI've been impregnated by the curse of sin I perpetuate the cycle I was bred in Never questioning those who go before meLeaving a path of desolation behind meYet, I still breed!It's no longer my mess to clean upI look forward to blaming the generation I raised upIt's your fault why I am the way I amIt's your fault that we find the predicament we find ourselves inIt's your fault that the original Adam sinned - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Don't you see?You are the issueYou are the problemYou are the bane of my existence, a nuisance, a cowardYou gave me a genetic disease I never asked for You stand there appalled when your offspring clashes backYou sit there and blameshift to shield and justify your actions So, you tell me, who's the real coward in all that?
By Museebat Zada2 years ago in Poets
Celebrating the doom of independence
Celebrating the doom of independence Liberation in its precipice gallops in the abyss of glee, Callous whispers of unserved justice writhe the soul with pain that abhors the plea
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Kolkata Doctor's Rape & Murder
Where is Humanity? In white coats, they stand so tall Guardians of life, they heal us all. Yet even they, who save with care
By Lil'Rosie2 years ago in Poets
"WE WALK WE TALK WE SEE". Content Warning.
“We walk, we talk, we see. We feel, we sing, we play. We think we see each other. We have friends, we have no friends. We have people in our lives who stay.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
The Creative. Top Story - August 2024.
I was born to create to think in lines that coil to wonder if there even is a box to weave together a tapestry of words
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
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afraid to see the words on paper that it is not me that it really is him that unmanageable, and totally that out of my control
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets