Make America Grate again, on all of our Poor nervous systems
By D. J. Reddall8 months ago in Poets
When the robot lifts The heavy object for you You do not gain strength
Gondor called for aid But all the cards had been played No one rode out Because Gondor had alienated all of Middle Earth
By Atomic Historian8 months ago in Poets
Do we want a world In which illiterate fools Can think they're poets?
Little boy alone: I start as a child with books. No shared love with them. * School for achievement? Certificates and good grades.
By Kendall Defoe 8 months ago in Poets
We either betray Or perish before we can Keep those knuckles white
How do you talk to the ghost of the unknown? What to do when you’re alone in room full of people It’s your personal rain cloud on a sunny day
Behold, the prophet Of profit, which we must love More than anyone
He will claim all of Us, tormentors and those who Suffer torment, soon
There are nights you don’t talk about— The ones where sleep feels like betrayal. When silence screams in forgotten tones,
By Umar Amin8 months ago in Poets
A strawberry poem made up by four Senryu poems: I pick strawberries, Strawberries and cream I have Sweetness in my mouth
By Susan Fourtané 8 months ago in Poets
By Nadeem Shah I. The Wind Remembers The wind does not forget It gathers our yesterdays And scatters them gently across the pines—
By Nadeem Shah 8 months ago in Poets
