I woke up, I talked to my friend, There was a misunderstanding, I confided in the man of my dreams, I felt better, I went to bed.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Poets
Along the twisted path, Branch after branch Claws at our limbs. Danger lurks behind Each, eerie embankment. Fear quickly rises
By Elizabeth Petit2 years ago in Poets
Break the cycle of what-ifs and Constant reminiscing on the past. I miss moments when I Danced in the rain with my Eyes closed, feeling the water tickle my cheeks. I was
By Ali SP2 years ago in Poets
Nothing is better than their smile. The tiny humans you made. But at the end of the day When they have gone to bed and are quiet.
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Poets
Time is timeless, The past is always growing, always expanding. The past is teaching, educating, and warning. The past is unchanging but repeating.
By Jennisea Standing Rock2 years ago in Poets
I'm smoking cigarettes outside again. I'm not sat by my tree because it’s surrounded by snow; I found another one. My running shoes are just barely soaked through, chilly chunks of white clinging on for dear life.
By daphne gray2 years ago in Poets
In the realm of politics, women unseen, Yet in our conversations, you listen keen. Love and words, a pleasing facade, But when you’re at work, a different charade.
By Evelyn Reads2 years ago in Poets
Affectionate sentiments, scattered on the floor Blue fabric stretched on a couch, where we used to sit Casual feelings, displayed in pictures hung on walls
By The Invisible Writer2 years ago in Poets
Amidst the stars, our love begins, Blossoming like flowers, free from sins. Cradled in moonlight's tender embrace, Dancing hearts, a celestial chase.
By V.Ovideo2 years ago in Poets
The brilliance faded A gem growing dull, Found faux in setting An imposter amongst the rest, Thought true Before changing hue-
By Katrina Thornley2 years ago in Poets
Sunlight in the trees, breaking through to your pineal gland Is this a waking dream? Want to pretend? On a run to chase your dreams, will you be waiting there?
By Mason Darnielle2 years ago in Poets
He was the happiest man in the world And then his wife had died She had always been there She had run his life He had needed help
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
