Large and long, the sauropod emperor of a bygone continent reigned peacefully. He was born when giants ruled and trees filled the planet.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin2 years ago in Poets
Every night when the sun goes down and the Midsommar celebrations end, a terrible dream tore through Sweden's peace. The sky is painted a golden color, and the weather is great.
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
All I want is to be intimate with you To know all your thoughts and feelings To know the real you To see your scars And remind you of how beautiful you are
In ancient Kusumapura’s embrace, A mind ablaze with celestial grace. A poet of numbers, a sage profound, Aryabhata’s legacy forever unbound.
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
The vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode. Abundance in its beauty, the truth of innocence it holds, Nativetey oozing in every breath of its ounce, the beauty of childhood beholds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Dripping sunlight Over the mountain my finger grazes softly. What do you have for me today? I saw that your dawn was a quiet one,
By Rachael Anra2 years ago in Poets
Michigan holds breath Snow on a Tuesday in May cottonwood flurries ********************************
By R.C. Taylor2 years ago in Poets
Buds burst into light Life awakens from its slumber Spring's true beauty starts As I take walk in the backyard garden I notice the changes like the cold grip in the mornings are beginning to fade.
By Staringale2 years ago in Poets
In the quiet of the night, beneath the moon's gentle glow, Lies my dear pillow, where all my emotions flow. It cradles my weary head, with whispers soft and kind,
By Lily💜 2 years ago in Poets
In ancient times, when giants walked the earth, Sauropods sauntered, their footprints heard far and wide. They formerly wandered close to old woodlands, their necks extended to skim the sky.
Oh, great and mighty ancient terror of the high seas Untouchable by sword, by spear, even man's harpoon Your nostrils flame, mouth ringed with fearsome teeth
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
