vintage
Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Can you stop the wind
Can you stop the wind that comes from the mounds rushes through the boas, raises a cloud over the wilds, grabs the eaves of the houses, the rugs from the carts,
Deyan MarinchevPublished about 12 hours ago in PoetsJust A Memory
Just a Memory I sat upon a rocking chair some years before, When I was different no impressions to score. And thought of where life might take us all,
Dan R FowlerPublished about 13 hours ago in PoetsPaint Me!
Paint me! Yes! please Paint me into time indefinite itself! with umber for my searching, eager eyes of love and pain titanium white, yellow ochre and burnt umber, for my skin, my warmth
Paul StewartPublished a day ago in PoetsYou crash into me
You crashed into me for the first time, forcefully, and secretly I was afraid. Yet, I did welcome you here after all.
Antoni NimaPublished a day ago in PoetsI Sleep Alone
I Sleep Alone I felt a fluttering in the wind upon yesterday, A vibration some would offer, a silent voice did say.
Dan R FowlerPublished a day ago in PoetsIf you are overthinker- read this
Overthinking always plonks us into a negative spiral and makes us believe the worst of any scenario. It robs us of the joy of being in the present moment. If you are someone who actively struggles with overthinking and ruminating, here are some powerful affirmations that can help you put yourself at ease and be grounded in the present moment.
Hridya SharmaPublished a day ago in PoetsThe Bear, The Man, and The Woods
Sunlight bleeds through the pines There’s a bear on the path before me A strange man approaches from the rear I run towards the bear
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 days ago in PoetsSaturn is cold
My brightness is dark Waiting for spark Eyes still bold Sightless blind Saturn is cold Moon is too old Love catches fire
Still together
A normal day Dark clouds. Small, light rain showers. I took a walk to the nearest park. with my dog I met an interesting person.
Gloria PenelopePublished 4 days ago in PoetsVoyage of Love
Do you remember our last encounter? Where I brought hope to loneliness Death to curiosity, excitement to despair, In the voyage of love’s quest?
Live the life you deserve…
Life is an adventure with many detours that can inspire and challenge us. The emphasis of this poem moves from life’s chaos to its beauty in its unpredictability.
Kamal O. TouhamiPublished 4 days ago in PoetsBe where your feet are
Be where your feet are We often find ourselves either guilt-tripping in the past or ruminating about the future. The present is all that we have in our hands yet we tend to often forget the importance of living in the moment. In a world that constantly holds our attention, it becomes difficult for us to catch a moment of what our primary requirements are in the present, to catch a glimpse of what it is that we truly want for ourselves. Everything that you have ever dreamed of, wanted and will ever need, all of it stems from the present moment.
Hridya SharmaPublished 5 days ago in Poets