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Seven-Day Cycle
Monday is mellow. Mysterious and slow. Tuesday is tough. Puts on a good show. Wednesday is wisdom and Thursday's true love.
Chahat SharmaPublished 7 years ago in PoetsFriendship
Above the clouds the air is sweet - there is never an absence of light. Birds beat their way upwards hoping to reach those skies.
Michael BeePublished 7 years ago in PoetsLetting Go
When I think about letting things go, I think of a crackling fire, burning away all the garbage that clutters the inside of my mind. It just floats around in there, taking up so much room and it leaves no space for the things in life that matter.
Larissa AntonioniPublished 7 years ago in PoetsStranger In My Friend
The rhapsody of our first date drifted in the air as we charged our love to Destiny. For Chance could not have led us to this place
J.T. WellingtonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsSenses
Walking through fresh rain on a misty morning with wet blades of grass sticking on my toes Little drops of water gently kiss my skin
Meghan K. ☽Published 7 years ago in PoetsMy Way
I'll always be here standing I'll never fall away I'll always feel the same I'll never count the rain You'll always see me fightin'
Rozzie MozziePublished 7 years ago in PoetsHarlem Nights
The jazz record plays, The old man with the red velvet hat smokes his cigar and sips his drink. On the dance floor, a couple dances, looking into each other eyes, not wanting to let go.
Brianna McKinleyPublished 7 years ago in PoetsLove's Masquerade
My faith in love of the romantic kind... Has so far through this life made me wish I was blind. Towards the passionate fire that burns so intense...
Steven BaldryPublished 7 years ago in Poets