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Lists of the best poems and poets from every genre; collections of poetry from the romantic to the reflective, dark, satirical, nostalgic and more.

Applying Myself
I’m going to apply myself That means spending more time growing That means fearlessly trying new things That means working a little harder
By L.I.E29 days ago in Poets
5 Benefits of Silent and Smooth Rolling Chairs for a Better Workday
It is not simply a matter of desks, screens, and lighting, but a comfortable working day. How a chair moves could also determine the convenience and comfort that we didn't realize: that small detail to take into account!
By AMRYTT MEDIA29 days ago in Poets
What Is The Difference Between The Word "InValuable" & The Word "In Valuable" - Me, Right!?
I brushed my teeth today, I should get a GOLD star!! I brushed my teeth today, I should get a GOLD star! I brushed my teeth today, I.... should get a GOLD Star!
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
Meanings
~Alisha~ What it Means: A protector or advocate for people who lack voice or power * Words That Describe the Name: ALISHA
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️about a month ago in Poets
Positive Goals
Apply Believe Conquer Determination Elevate Finish Gracefully Heal Initiate Journey Knowledgeable Light Motivation
By L.I.Eabout a month ago in Poets
What I mean when I pray the Lord’s Prayer (aka Our Father)
What I mean when I say the Lord’s Prayer: 1. Our Father, who art in heaven, You are far from the uncleanness that has been my habits and choices.
By Jesse Leeabout a month ago in Poets
Take Me Back
Take me back when rappers used to rap Not about themselves But for the world to change When lyrics had meaning Where words had a powerful message
By L.I.Eabout a month ago in Poets
The Countdown
Ten seconds on the clock and the room smells like champagne and citrus, someone’s heels pass by, and no one notices I’m still.
By Brie Boleynabout a month ago in Poets
Too Cold
Cold. Freezing. Missing the warmth Missing being under the covers So cold Head hurts Nose burns Need warmth Need bed
By L.I.Eabout a month ago in Poets
Our Bodies
We are in control of our bodies Until we let stress take over Decompose our immune system We are in control of our bodies
By L.I.Eabout a month ago in Poets
Scammers, Cash For Gold - Holiday Robbery, Did I Tell You About The Time I Went To A "Pawn" Shop, Did I? #Jamaican #Dilemmas
I know it sort of sounds weird, me robbing the older person. Taking what they didn't give, or perhaps left for me to do. I know it sort of sounds weird, me robbing the older person.
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
I Can't Ever Remember The Order - Anyone Knows?
Now Dasher, or was it Prancer? Vixen, or Blixen ? Jamaica is not on the map - and I'm tired of trying to protect them from TREASON!
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets