Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
There was a parking place so small Only a clown car could fit at the mall Either by parallel parking Or by staying in the the marking.
By Edwina M Salazar3 years ago in Poets
I enjoy watching Cartoons Eating pizza before noon Creating stories from home Recording on my phone New dances coming soon
By Jose Elias3 years ago in Poets
The tiresome Tautogram, These tasks too tantalizing, Trying to triumph the test, The tension, tremors, tiredness though,
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Poets
Friday I straightened my cluttered workstation Monday I start my long-awaited vacation I packed my guitar Drove away in my car
By Michele Jones3 years ago in Poets
Introduction Skin cancer treatment in India can cause side effects that can impact a patient's quality of life. Managing these side effects is essential for patients to maintain good health and well-being during and after treatment. In this article, we will explore some ways to manage the side effects of skin cancer treatment in India.
By Sneha3 years ago in Poets
Silent shadows silently sigh, Serenading silver, sable skies, Shrouded specters, soft swirling seas, Subdued symphonies, sweet subtleties.
By YathirajaSampathKumar K R3 years ago in Poets
Come on shall we dance geokjeong ttawin haji ma Make a second chance naegen eopseo majimak no no sege dallyeo deo pyeolchyeojin i runway
By Laura3 years ago in Poets
Within a woman's world, wanton wishes wander, Yearning, yearning, yielding yonder, Yearning yellow yesterdays, yielding yesterday's yawn,
By Sarah Williams3 years ago in Poets
Here's a unique poem I came up with: Between the sun and moon, in a realm unknown, There lies a land of dreams, where secrets are sown.
By Oblivian3 years ago in Poets
Did death defy delusions of decency? Daily doubts, dazed disgretions. Delicate and daunting damage. Digging deeper in the disgraced depression.
By Lorelai Faye3 years ago in Poets
Sometimes life is exhausting We use up our time without knowledge of what it is costing The struggle is real To tell you how I feel
By Dylan 3 years ago in Poets
Wondrous were women who worked with words Weaving warmth with wanting Writing when wolves wagered west Waiting with wizen wives
By KB3 years ago in Poets
