Don't breathe, Don't say a word. Go subtly numb, Don't ever be heard. They'll forget your voice, If you never use it.
By Alyssa Mussoa day ago in Poets
New technology didn’t arrive with noise. It arrived like breath. Not the sharp kind—the kind you notice only when your body finally relaxes enough to receive it.
By Flower InBlooma day ago in Poets
Your Roots Are Too Deep Your roots went further than I could survive, they did not stop where love should pause. They tightened around my days and nights,
By Marie381Uk a day ago in Poets
My body remembers before my mind does the way my shoulders climb When a door shuts too hard, The way my stomach goes quiet
By Milan Milica day ago in Poets
I did not break from the path— the path narrowed until my breath no longer fit inside it. They called it deviation when I chose air over approval,
We don’t rebuild a country with slogans taped to podiums or flags waved hard enough to drown out hunger. We build it with hands that know calluses,
Prayers for safety, prayers for peace,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcasta day ago in Poets
If I were president I would not speak in soundbites. I would speak in pauses. I would let silence finish its sentence before I rushed to sound smart.
Phoenix Snake Shed your skin, Rise again. Her eyes light her way in her darkness, She is Home. Look at them, jealous, intimidated,
By Amanda Lyonsa day ago in Poets
He stands in the corner as an amalgam of every man I’ve ever wanted. He lurks in the darkness of that corner waiting for me to be ready.
His hair was long, straight, and black this time. Usually, his eyes were all white with pinprick black pupils. The eyes. His eyes this time were all black shine, like a shark.
It was so innocent at first. We clicked so fast. Loving him came easy, his eyes were so understanding. His touch, so gentle.
