Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The clock stands silent, its hands frozen in space, A monument to moments, etched on life's long race. The pendulum hangs still, no tick, no tock,
By a broken heart3 years ago in Poets
The photograph lies in pieces, cracked and torn, Like shattered memories, on a cold, hard floor. Two faces smile, frozen in youthful grace,
A tapestry with threads diversely spun, From elders' wisdom, to a life begun. Grandparents' hands, weathered and kind, Whispering stories of the years they've defined.
By Maverik3 years ago in Poets
Like an unbroken sunrise, we will rise (we will rise) Higher than the mountains, we'll touch the sky (touch the sky) In our hearts,
By Karun 3 years ago in Poets
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii3 years ago in Poets
In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
Do you know who we are? You'll know when we smoke a cigar We are Gangsters with Girlfriends We blast up on trend Machine guns fully loaded
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
2 March 2022, After midnight The past Can’t change who you are. They mock; they shout They tell you that *** You! ***
By Cyrus3 years ago in Poets
