Limerick

The Eternal Gaze of Sonder
There is beauty in the world we see, the sky gleams through the radiance of the evening hues of the sunset. The train halts at the destination that glistens with the hustle and bustle of different travellers who are on a quest, some to find peace, joy, and excitement and others to find a purpose.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
St Patrick's Day
May love and laughter light your days and warm your heart and home May good and faithful friends be yours wherever you may roam
By Alexis Mundy11 months ago in Poets
Poetic Apology to Mikey
There once was a woman that writes Inspiration eluded her sights Then- viola!- inspired! YAY!-wrote 'til she tired But she botched it now needs her last rites.
By Judey Kalchik 11 months ago in Poets
3/13/2025
Leprechauns shaking shillelaghs As the leper cons say pay me Butterflies in disguise as they spin their lies Spiders trickling down
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
A love letter to all my beautiful women out there
Enclasped in the beauty of feminine, the world awed at her glance, In the mirth of her joy, the conundrums of empathic dualities started to dance.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
3/4/25
Falling up to the sky Kiss the moon The swallow’s swoon The clouds cry on the plain Rotting corpses rule the day Shards of the gods wandering aimlessly
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
I drunk texted my ex
Prompt- It has been a long night of tequila shots and you pull out your phone seeing your last text, message him again Hi Ari
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Poets
Heart
I hold you in my heart I have from the start And forever there you’ll remain To my dying day Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
Facing the Sun
Driving into the sun Am I on the run Or just welcoming what I’ve become No longer in my sleep On to a better world One filled with nature and joy
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
Back to Caladan
I’m headed back to Caladan My personal Neverland None of this was planned But by the stroke of my hand I’m going to the land I belong
By Atomic Historian12 months ago in Poets
The passage of time, nostalgia
The ticking hands, they never pause, Etching lines with inconspicuous claws. A childhood giggle, a transitory glance, Lost inside the waltz of chance.
By Mr Ali12 months ago in Poets
I met my younger self for a coffee date
I met my younger self for coffee she arrived ten minutes late, I hugged her she ordered her favorite chocolate cake\ As I gulped her innocence through the lens of my present eyes,
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Poets