I don't know what to do!? I've been "in-love" with you since '14', or was it fourteen!? Girl please, I ain't that "stupid"!
By 365poetry12 days ago in Poets
Punctured heart Ruptured dynamics, Gaping wounds Forever torn apart. Tall, beautiful, a wild and vivid spark I think of your sweet angelic face,
By Chantal Christie Weiss13 days ago in Poets
To the Boys in the Pew Pretending to be Just like me and you. Sweetie, we're long overdue. What's left?
By Veronica 13 days ago in Poets
It was 1998, perhaps 1968 - he said this is what his parents did, he will own the home - he will!! He said you can't tell me what to do!
By 365poetry13 days ago in Poets
Do not stand in the way of ICE agents! Do not observe them, do not record them, Do not protest their presence in your streets!
By Lana V Lynx14 days ago in Poets
1. Begin by assuming the pain is hypothetical. It happens to others...distant others. People you were told made bad choices. People you don’t know. People you don’t have to imagine.
By Cadma14 days ago in Poets
This is a public service announcement to all those who think A Christmas Story is a good Christmas movie. News flash: it is NOT. I will be explaining the reasons with an elegy. So sit back, relax and enjoy my invention. And if you're already rolling your eyes, this is for you.
By Emma Mark14 days ago in Poets
So like every night you just stare! You don't even mention my name, not even a little bit - like hey chica, you mixed!?
By 365poetry14 days ago in Poets
PUBLIC ANNOUNCEMENT Effective immediately, the following changes are hereby enacted. A man previously classified as optional
By Sound and Spirit15 days ago in Poets
🚀It starts with love. . . . ____ — ____ — — — -___ — -_ — — ______ — — -__ ✅Hunting for the Luminous Lovers of Life ✅
By SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS16 days ago in Poets
“Hey let me know when you get home” “I’m home.” “Are you safe?” “It’s 2 am and it’s dark out be careful of unmarked cars”
By Cadma16 days ago in Poets
A green cocoon hung from my grandfather’s bicycle. I watched, wide-eyed, as he whispered to me about what was happening in there.
By Mezmur17 days ago in Poets
