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Take Me To The Beach
Take me to the beach. "But you're not a beach person," you say. I sigh. "Ever since I've known you, You've told me that you don't like beach holidays."
By Manisha Dhalania day ago in Poets
The Practice of Maintaining
Between two people, a gentle, understated connection is truly wonderful. I am increasingly convinced that a lasting relationship is not built on passionate, dramatic love, nor on one person constantly burning themselves out to give their all. Instead, it relies on minimal aggression, minimal confrontation, and minimal coercion. It thrives on abundant acceptance, permission, and simply treating the other person as a human being.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharinga day ago in Poets
Meant for You
Today is Tomb Sweeping Day, a day to mark by remembering ancestors. People remember the lessons from loved ones who have passed.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lina day ago in Poets
Episode 2: Kimberlite
“I was a diamond that didn’t yet know it was the hardest material in the world. I thought my purpose was to be the ‘good daughter’ and the ‘loyal girlfriend,’ never suspecting that the tectonic plates of my life were just about to crack.”
By Magma Stara day ago in Poets
Of Boxes Being Boxes
I thought I could just carry boxes To and from the van, from the flat Bubble-wrapped Heart and mind Saucers and mugs Forgive and forget as needs must
By Emma K. Weira day ago in Poets
Warm hate
I'm happy most of the day, It's one game I always play, Waking up, being thankful, Writing why I am grateful. I always try to do my best, Without too much time to rest, Life sometimes feels like a test, I'm trying not to feel pressed.
By Daria Alexandra Enachea day ago in Poets
Attraction
The pain I feel, the cruelty I see All go away when you’re close to me Though it may seem crazy, or even wrong But these feelings I have for you are so strong
By Edward Vala day ago in Poets
Domestic Terror
Avoid kink shaming Dressing up like a fascist Is more disturbing
By D. J. Reddalla day ago in Poets
Red Stain
Black and white marks. Your face is exposed now but you've learned to hide so well. Confide in me, I can tell how your pride weighs you down.
By Paul Fingla day ago in Poets
Lost Signal
Your warmth marches away, its militance unsettling, its uniform a bleeding blue, until its ice breathes fire. - I speak to myself in voicemails,
By Reece Becketta day ago in Poets
The Porcelain Doll
The kitchen was silent, except for the ticking of a clock that sounded like a heartbeat in a hollow chest. In a small house in Ohio,
By Hazrat Umera day ago in Poets
My Mother’s Sister Was a Venomous Bitch
My Mother’s Sister Was a Venomous Bitch Her tongue struck fast, poison in flight, Every smile a trap, every word a fight.
By George’s Girl 2026 a day ago in Poets