Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Infinite, eternal, divine, A presence beyond time and line, A force that moves both earth and sky, A love that never will run dry.
By Karun about a year ago in Poets
Becoming A Sailor It’s a place not meant for everyone, A place of challenges, a place to become. Filled with all the unknowns that could imagine,
By Dan R Fowlerabout a year ago in Poets
Do I carry the weight of the world, On my shoulders, like a burden unfurled? Is it my responsibility to help them heal,
By Hammd Ahtishamabout a year ago in Poets
The road ahead is long and winding, A journey filled with twists and turns, Yet with each step, I am reminded Of the lessons I have learned.
By Karthickabout a year ago in Poets
With eyes like jewels, and fur so soft, The feline creature prowls aloft, Graceful and lithe, with a silent tread, The cat is a mystery, never quite read.
By Raj’s Vocalabout a year ago in Poets
The ball is in my hand, The clock is ticking down, My team is counting on me, To make the winning sound. I dribble left and right,
By Mutahir Ahsanabout a year ago in Poets
I am a unicorn, wild and free, With a mane and tail of rainbow hue, My horn is sharp and sparkling, And my eyes are bright and blue.
In the realm of darkness and shadows Where the light of day never follows There lies a world of endless night Where terror and fear reign in might
By Dhinesh kumar.Pabout a year ago in Poets
In the echoes of silence, I hear whispers of the past, A symphony of memories, That were meant to last. The quietness surrounds me,
Message in The Wind Last evening, I stood watching, As the trees swayed back and forth talking. In the late hours, they were swinging and swaying,
My heart skipped a beat, my breath caught in my throat, As I laid my eyes on you, I felt a sudden jolt. I couldn't believe what I was feeling inside, But there was no denying, it was love at first sight.
By Fiza Khanabout a year ago in Poets
Careful as you slumber, the horror and the wonder Leaves you crippled, your sheets pull you under Can you hear Death darkening at your front door
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Poets