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Who Are We?
Who are we when no one is watching? Do we act the same Or do we take off our masks? Who are we when no one is watching?
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
This Day...
From Christmas to a Boxing-Kwanzaa-Hanukkah Hybrid? Best to you...! * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
A Schemer of Your Own
I plotted & schemed Gave you breath Created your world And a home for you To thrive in ~~~ I spent hours searching
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Poets
Looking out there...
Looking out there, Out to the abyss, I glimpse in thoughts, Out there you are for me. Our love has shattered, Broken into a million pieces.
By Matasabout a year ago in Poets
A poem by an Ai. AI-Generated.
Author’s Note: “In a world where artificial intelligence begins to shape creative expression, this poem emerges from the blend of human input and algorithmic interpretation. What you are about to read is a poem crafted entirely by an AI, exploring themes of creativity, technology, and the human experience.
By Abdallah Sherifabout a year ago in Poets
King And Queen Of the Plains
Queen of the empty plains After your toil Your endless wait The throne is finally yours to claim But does it matter now?
By CgtWritingabout a year ago in Poets
Stop Being Too Available
Let them miss you. Stop being readily available. It may seem like the right thing to do, especially because we’re used to being constantly connected. But making space is powerful, and sometimes that means rejecting every invitation or not immediately responding to every communication.
By Sumayaabout a year ago in Poets
For My Mom
Recently I moved my mom in with my wife, daughter and I. I couldn’t be both happier and more wrong so I’m writing this piece,
By Dan-O Vizziniabout a year ago in Poets
What Is Love?
What is love? What is love if there's no patience? What is love if there's no kindness? What is love, if all that there is is envy and jealousy? What is love in the midst of pride and pomposity? What is love in the midst of toxicity and chaosity? What is love in the midst of unforgiveness? What's love when there's no peace? What's love when evil reigns and rules? What's love when all the sins of men are laid bare? What's love when all that exists and matters is self-gratification? Can love exist in the midst of all these? Can love thrive? Can it suffice? Can it remain? Can love stand the test of time? Can love be the opposite of all this negativity and even more? Can men love one another? Can they do so effortlessly, unconditionally? And will they? What do you think? I put it to you🫵
By Maud Agyemang-Gyau about a year ago in Poets
The Mystery Dreams
The Mystery of Dreams In the quiet fold of midnight’s reign, Where silence weaves through soft refrain, A world awakens, wild and strange,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
The Spark of First Love
In the tender glow of youth’s embrace, When hearts first quicken, finding their pace, A gaze that lingers, soft and shy,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Not a Word
I don’t care if it’s not a word I’m using it You heard If the antonym is real Then by god I’ll use anything that sounds right
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets