If I fear the darkness. If I worry what horrors await within, or convince myself the world may crumble around me, should I stand my ground?
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Poets
In a world so vast and a grand, I find my peace in the soft and small. The gentle touch, the whisper light, The tender moments of the night.
By Abbas2 years ago in Poets
On storming with self-love in July Stuttering in the essence of my stance of who I yearn to be, The remnants of desires pierce the soul in a demeanour that abdicated the glee
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
These towers smell like stale perspiration Liberty multiplies anxiety; Where the destiny of a stunned nation Is made, efficiency is piety
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
In the underground, where shadows reside, A world beneath, where secrets hide. Concrete veins and iron bones, Whispering tales in muted tones.
In the heart of the clamor, where chaos reigns, A symphony rises, wild and untamed. Voices clash in a vibrant roar, In the market of life, at the city's core.
Sue always said she wanted a brother An older one just the same age as you I thought it strange, never understood her Wasn’t much good a big brother could do
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet of the night, whispers weave, Through cracks in time where shadows cleave, A fractured tale of forgotten dreams,
In the knots of life's tangled weave, Where hearts ache and souls grieve, Threads of doubt and fear entwine, Binding hopes, dreams, and time.
Clear sunset banding Suspended in aging sky Advancing night signs
Nalikalantibar! I have no idea what this word means Or if it’s even a real word But it sounds cool I may just be fool for things that sound mysterious
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
They say to go full tilt But they don’t know what that means It means more than fighting to the hilt It means you have to be willing to take the hits
