"Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower." -Hans Christian Anderson *** i live.
By Chloe2 years ago in Poets
The bender from the previous nights, left the villa in a slumber. Yet, the Spanish tile vibrates. The kettle steams tranquility into the kitchen.
By House September 2 years ago in Poets
Once upon a time, when I was still a boy I cleared my throat and stood forlorn and sad, Because I’d lost the only friend I’d known;
By Randy Baker2 years ago in Poets
To win is what you and I want But that means nothing. As far as I am concerned, we make The best moves to the best of our
By Test2 years ago in Poets
A fallen star, your love once blazed so bright, Guiding me through darkness, filling my world with light. But the heavens shifted, fate's cruel hand intervened,
By a broken heart2 years ago in Poets
The sea in your eyes, once calm and azure-bright, Now churns with storm, reflecting sorrow's might. My touch, a shipwreck on your heart's rough shore,
I'm stuck in in an endless cycle Of being anxious, numb, or both. I don't get a break From this neverending pain. * I'm trapped in this shitty thought process
By Rene Peters2 years ago in Poets
For me this is a waiting game. { Chinaski used to sit at this thing and Punch in 11 to 12 poems while he was Hammered off his ass but never
Some days are better than others. There are times where I can walk in Happy and take off my shirt to put A chef coat on, leave my knives at
There are monsters under my bed hiding in the dark shadows they want me so bad. I can't sleep peacefully, my thoughts are circulating,
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
It’s hell out here baby, But we already know that. { After waking up what strength Does it take to walk on out That door to search for a
The bridge was built To drown their fears Your hands- you wanted flowing tears, sorrow Leading to Death Your wish for a second life
By Antoinette L Brey2 years ago in Poets
