In the corner of a dim-lit room, A mirror stands, encased in gloom, Its surface glass, a shroud of night, Whispers secrets, veiled from light.
By George’s Girl 2026 3 days ago in Poets
She Never Found Her Way Home She left with a small case, and a restless bright heart, The train pulled away from the quiet green lane.
In the heart of India, where the rivers flow, The monsoon whispers secrets, soft and low. Clouds gather like a choir, dark and grand,
The Deepest Love, Still Singing I heard your voice inside a quiet song, Soft as breath upon the evening air. It moved through rooms of memory and time,
Tiny sparrow sings on the newborn breeze of spring prayer in soft wings
By Forest Green3 days ago in Poets
Us waxing poets Like blunt knives against hydras A pyrrhic bulwark ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm4 days ago in Poets
I like this sweet... I like this sweet because it is "sweety" !? I like this sweety because it is sweet and sweetified I like this sweet, because it is sweetified, it really is !?
By 365poetry4 days ago in Poets
I want you to report "MY" crimes !? I want you to report all the crimes that I have committed, and I want to know who will help me !?
Take My Hand Take my hand, if only for a while, Don’t say a word, just let me see your smile. In heaven you’re out of reach and sight,
By George’s Girl 2026 4 days ago in Poets
First light on the breeze tiny sparrow hums my calm spring sighs in my chest
By Forest Green4 days ago in Poets
Phone screen lights at dawn breaking banners crawl slowly coffee cools beside
By Cadma4 days ago in Poets
Rapid thoughts circulate through the brain, as if we are the people of this generation .. We are the ideal factor of the knowledge we have known, and yet more stories are left to be told ..
