Smells of sensual sensationalism surrounding my nose Tingling tastes of your embrace as my lips lock with yours Hearing the hum and pitter patter as your heart beats faster
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Pity seems benign, but it is poison Smiling condescension strangles the soul Better invisible than looked down on Better a diamond mistaken for coal
By D. J. Reddallabout a year ago in Poets
I heard today The universe is an infinite garden of forking paths I sat and thought about that How it sums it all up so well
I am no man I am a compendium of cryptids I can barely see my watch From all the hair I got from the Squatch Give me a pan
My eyes hear what my ears refuse to taste As my tongue reaches out to touch a hidden place My nose sees the memories that my eyes are blind to
My Muse loves to share my walks around ancient ruins and we both love ancient mythology. This is a celebration of that. The music is "Midas Shadow" by Al Stewart
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
Hey Whatever you think about me It’s true Because that is the version that’s real to you No matter what I say Will dissuade what you think of me
Wasted upon the young is callow youth I should have known the kid would screw it up! The trouble was I tried to do in truth
In twilight's hush, shadows stretch like whispers, The soft rustle of leaves dances on the breeze, Silken petals brush against eager fingertips,
By Eladeo Mallettabout a year ago in Poets
Beneath the dawn, golden light spills like honey, The distant call of a morning bird sings clear, Cool dew clings to skin, a gentle morning kiss,
In the quiet whispers of the night, Your laughter dances, a sweet delight. With every glance, my heart takes flight, In your embrace, world feels right.
By jameel Nawazabout a year ago in Poets
It is easy to lament the waning To bemoan the conquest of light by night We have made an art form of complaining Worrying spawns masochistic delight
