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Nightshade wilting on a shadowed sill, A lady glooms out at the night, While darkness ebbs in rhythmic tides Against the stark white house.
By Veronica Coldiron4 years ago in Poets
SET TO MUSIC AT BOTTOM... Hear the echo of the distant bell. Enchanting songs shrink and swell, Rising in you with their knell.
Courtesy of Carstickers.com The ground consumes my flesh and bone This world has not been kind. I lie so still and have no will,
Sudden throbbing pain, first in the nose then in the brain. Body feels weightless and heavy all the same. Gasping, lungs filling quickly.
By JL Moe4 years ago in Poets
Not a hero, not a villain, Not a zombie, not a ghost I just let my inner Dylan Argue with my inner Frost. Don’t think twice when I’m alone -
By Vadim Kagan4 years ago in Poets
TOP 10 underrated directors An underrated director is a film director who is not as well-known or recognized as they should be, given the quality of their work. This can be due to a variety of factors, such as a lack of resources or support for their projects, or a failure to find an audience for their films.
By tharun4 years ago in Poets
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary. Over many quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore - While I nodded, nearly napping suddenly there came a tapping...
By Princess Rev. Nnedi Iwuchukwu, M.Msc., LMT, LMI, MMP, Yogi 4 years ago in Poets
visions beyond sight, a view from the heart, caresses the soul
By Moe Radosevich4 years ago in Poets
Fear is a natural emotion that serves as a protective response to perceived threats or dangers. It's a basic survival mechanism that helps us avoid harm and prepare for danger.
Bad deeds done on me Resulted in omitting many things Through my twisted and tangled brain coils Not used to listening only
By Sun Bee4 years ago in Poets
Rise and shine, it's a brand new day The sun is up, the sky is bright and blue The birds are singing, the flowers are blooming
By Vidhya Jayaprakash4 years ago in Poets
The sound of rain, A gentle whisper in the night. A peaceful melody, That calms the mind and stills the fright. The raindrops patter on the roof, A rhythmic and constant beat.
By Naveenkumar4 years ago in Poets
