Despair - An Acrostic Despair is the absence of hope Distant flames - entice in the wind - atop a frigid mountainside Endless terrain - jagged and twisted - mark a strewn pathway toward it
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Poets
🐍⛎🍏⛎🐍 Snakes Slithering Surreptitiously Serpentine Sidewinders Sidewinding Slippery Serpents So Scaley Shocking Sliding Silently Snakily Snaking Serpentine Snake 🐍⛎🍏⛎🐍
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Mind over matter it's not just a trick, its conjuring lies that stick to the ribs... spewing words when you're already planting seeds and
By Lamar Wiggins2 years ago in Poets
broken rere cord apologies just another chance to hurt and harm again and again rinse repeat, refresh, reboot rinse repeat, again, again
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Hello, excuse me... The crackling voice on the phone held the same Bitter, affluent tone that always preceded the Transaction.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Some days I wish I were a walnut, And thought my shell to be the extent of the world. I'd know every crevasse, every wrinkle of my shell
By Salomé Saffiri2 years ago in Poets
At the border between dawn at day, along the hazy frontier that separates my solitude from the clamoring world, I walk a secret piece of waterfront,
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
In the labyrinth of life, we sometimes stray, Where familiar paths fade to shades of gray. Lost in the whispers of the winding way,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
In tender hours of youth's sweet haze, First love alights with gentle gaze. A whispered sigh, a trembling hand, In uncharted realms, we both stand.
In a room where minds ignite, A beacon stands, a guiding light. With wisdom's touch, and patience vast, A teacher's role, unsurpassed.
My dear lad, I know, Every one of us, Including you and me, Feel hungry, But as well, It is a margin, That parts us,
By Esala Gunathilake2 years ago in Poets
My Rendezvous with Life The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride, As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
