Skipping around town, the coolness of the downpour, with no umbrella.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Pain What is pain? Pain is only feeling the rain On a sunny day Pain is being alone in a crowded room Pain is not having them around
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
The moon, a silent muse Whose melodies whisper through the night A celestial lullaby Enchanting all who hear its song
By Asandiswa Phaco2 years ago in Poets
fish straight from smiling pond to hungry table ish went the flopping catch fresh from its cradle sh said the fire sleep sweet small angel
By M. Lee2 years ago in Poets
Shouldn’t be laughing, but this writer sucks! Oh wait… That’s my handwriting. --------------------------------- Next:
By Jemma Jae2 years ago in Poets
Eye damage. Cause you didn’t listen. Listen next time. I will listen next time. Purpose found in darkness. See what happens.
By Jeremy White2 years ago in Poets
Everything goes dark. Celestial event. Light disappears for a time. Internal turmoil. Plus, outer darkness. See what happens.
Eternal darkness Can you see any good in me? Let’s say you can. Is it worth saving me? Perhaps it is or maybe it isn’t.
Submerged in a blue sadness. Confined in a red madness. Blushingly flushed with pink compassion. Consumed by a golden obsession.
By Megan Bald2 years ago in Poets
The day I buy myself a color black Harrier I will shave my legs steam my thighs and paint my hair red. I will slide into my little black dress
By Catherine Nyomenda2 years ago in Poets
