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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
A Symphony of Love
In the vast expanse where hearts entwine, Love's melody, a symphony divine. It dances on the whispers of the breeze, Painting skies with hues of ecstasy.
If you read me.
I want to record thousands of portraits with you where I can't capture it with my pupils... I want dawns in your arms, where you offer me peace and I shelter your soul.
Gustavo SanchezPublished 3 months ago in PoetsThe Outer Rim
Moving here on a whim Now we’re stuck Sandwiched in the chaos On the outer rim Between the safety of outer outside And the inner darkness that harkens us in
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 months ago in PoetsStarved
Starved of affection Lacking in any direction A reflection I’ve never recognized Bleeding from my inner eye Better to be between a set of thighs
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 months ago in PoetsLucy, In the Sky with Diamonds Pt. 1
To my Lucy... Living Room * Rob, A vain young gentleman Lucy, Rob’s lover Zephyr, God of the west wind, bringer of spring and blossom
Siren's Call
A postcard of sorts arrived today from a port far away penned by my love ... I fear my love I will never see thy sweetness
Paul StewartPublished 3 months ago in PoetsUnheard Dangers: The Deafening Reality of Noise Pollution
Exploring the Effects of Noise Pollution Beyond the immediate discomfort caused by loud noises, noise pollution can have profound effects on both physical and mental health. Studies have linked chronic exposure to noise pollution with increased stress levels, hypertension, cardiovascular diseases, and even cognitive impairment. Moreover, noise pollution can disrupt sleep patterns, leading to fatigue, irritability, and decreased productivity during waking hours.
Christopher EzehPublished 3 months ago in Poets~Secret Admirers!~
~Secret Admirers!~ When you look at me Can you see what I want you too? Can you see what's in my soul Waiting just for you,
Jennifer CooleyPublished 3 months ago in PoetsWhat did you say?
What did you say Why did you cry on that day Why did you leave my hands Why did you throw the friendship band Why did the sun cry
Voyage of Love
Your cry gave a loud call, Impossible to resist. Burdened with the curiosity of it, I raced to your roar. Why? Why did I?
~Man Of My Morning Glory!~
February 2nd, 2024! ~ Man of My Morning Glory!~
Jennifer CooleyPublished 3 months ago in PoetsStrange Wanderers
Two lost souls Having lost all control Tugging on one another Tethered together by wonder Loss Betrayal Of the heart
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 months ago in Poets