Gratitude

Chronicles of Full Time: A Symphony of Moments
In the realm where minutes weave their tapestry, A symphony of moments, a dance of destiny. Full Time, the master of the cosmic clock,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Happy New Year
In the dance of time, a moment bright, A brand-new year, a shining light. Wishing you joy on this fresh start, A canvas blank, a work of art.
By Chamath Mishael2 years ago in Poets
New Year, New Memories.
Some are out in clubs and parties While some are with their families, A happiness yet sadness is seen in their eyes, Recollecting the memories they made this year,
By SR2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of 2023: A Legacy Divine
In the year of hope, 2023, we sailed on winds of change,Through trials and dreams, in a world seeking range.Technology soared, and hearts found their voice,Amidst challenges faced, we made our choice.'Midst chaos and calm, we forged our way,In 2023, a chapter in life's grand display.With unity, innovation, and spirits ablaze,We etched tales of resilience in numerous ways.So here's to the year that dared to be bold,2023, a story waiting to be told.In its echoes and lessons, our futures align,A year that sparked hopes, a legacy, divine.
By Reena Nauriyal 2 years ago in Poets
A Tale of Honesty and Abundance
In a serene village nestled between rolling hills and golden fields, there lived a humble farmer named Raj. His days were spent toiling under the scorching sun, cultivating his meager plot of land. Despite the hardships that clung to him like the earth on his worn-out boots, Raj was renowned for his unwavering honesty and kind heart.
By Ekemini E2 years ago in Poets
Tarot Sunday on the Dog Beach. Top Story - January 2024.
On the first warm day in March, I leave my cowboy boots in your car and you and I walk together down to the shoreline of Lake Erie.
By Sophie Colette2 years ago in Poets
A Friend Indeed
I understand my shortfalls, my insecurities, I understand the effects of my life traumas, my pain, I’m well aware of my resulting independence, my strength,
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Poets
Cathedral for Two
I tell you I love you in the morning. It's the first time I say it out loud, even though my ribs have been aching with the effort of keeping it in for weeks
By Sophie Colette2 years ago in Poets
The Gift
The Magic 9 is a newer form and relatively unknown. The creator could not be found, though it appears to have been inspired by a poet misspelling the word "abracadabra." This 9-line poem doesn't have any rules as far as meter or subject matter--just a rhyme scheme: abacadaba. That's right! Just remove the r's from "abracadabra," and boom! A new poetic form; and after writing my first Magic 9, I can report that they're fun to write. Writer's Digest, Robert Lee Brewer
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
We Made It
We made it. Welcome to the new year of 2024 and new age of great times and many more. We made it. The world has once again arrived at a second chance to see life in a better glance.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Poets
Phenomena
Listen to the strange harmonica Of this world’s phenomena Feel the shattering feeling of unease As The Scattering tingles all around you
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Black Box
No one listens They just talk That’s why I like my black box They only listen for something to use To abuse you with That’s why I like my black box
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets