Sonnet

I wish the scars of the soul could be seen
I wish the scars of the soul could be seen The scars that are inflicted deep within the soul often run deeper than the ones that are visible to the naked eye. Pain in its amorous embrace sets its fangs deeper into the crevices of the acts and syllables recorded in its intangible zest. Our heart knows moments that it tries its best to bury inside the depths of its brevity. There is both beauty and severance in the transitory moments of life. It has the most radiant days and the most desperate of nights. There are moments of light and joy and then there are moments of darkness, of hours of plight that behold and bemoan on us for being pure.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Drowning. Content Warning.
Introduction How I have been feeling recently. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything stupid and I need to write things like this to clear my bad feelings. I sometimes wish I could talk about it, but I can't burden others so I use poetry to unburned myself.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Peerless Persephone
Daughter of Demeter and Hades’ bride To a winter wearied world, you bring spring By snow and ice have our spirits been tried;
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
ENTP "The Reflective Professional"
With silver tongue and mind alight and keen, The ENTP, a wit of cunning art, Engages all in vibrant, playful scene, Their logic sharp to pierce the deepest part.
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
ENTP "The Rustless Pathfinder"
With silver tongue and mind alight and keen, The ENTP, a wit of swift discourse, Engages all in vibrant, mental scene, Their playful logic, an enchanting force.
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
ENTP "The Nonconformists Debater"
With silver tongue and mind alight and keen, The ENTP, a wit of cunning art, Engages all in vibrant, playful scene, Their logic sharp to pierce the deepest part.
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
ENTP "The Opportunist Debater"
With wit alight and logic's keenest flame, The ENTP, a mind of vibrant spark, Engages all in playful, cunning game, Their words like darts that hit their clever mark.
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
Buttered Memories: Ode to Saltines
In the quiet kitchen's cozy light, Where childhood memories take flight, A simple pleasure, pure delight, Saltines with butter, oh so right.
By honey 2 years ago in Poets
It’s Pedestals
If profit is your single cause then limit not the market. Let them starve on foreign shores that will guarantee your target.
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
Echo
I’m talking to you Telling you things I should be telling myself Lovely things about how great you are That you deserve to be loved
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Song for Oshun
Oshun, radiant goddess of rivers First mortal woman named Ìyálóde With your gentle blessing, each womb quivers Your will makes ready new life’s small abode
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Sunflower Princess
There is a secret reason for this poem, but you know who inspired it. The music is "Sunflower" by Paul Weller. 🌜👑🏰🌻♎💜♉🌻🏰👑🌛 This Field Of Radiant Sunflowers Before The Palace Of Golden Light Where The Rose Gold Princess Spends Her Hours From Morning Sunrise Til Lunar Night 🌻♎💜♉🌻 Sunflower Princess Weaves Her Magic Loved By All Her Devoted Subjects Words She Says Are Beautiful Music This Land Enhanced, She Makes It Perfect 🌻♎💜♉🌻 The Fairies And Folk Of The Farest The Dryads And The Magical Ones Yes, For Her Their Love They Do Express She Is Their Princess, Their Shining Sun 🌻♎💜♉🌻 Sunflower Princess, Her Soul Of Gold Forever Young, She'll Never Grow Old 🌜👑🏰🌻♎💜♉🌻🏰👑🌛
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets