We live in an age of instant gratification. Throw the stress of our daily routines into the mix, and we get a lot of overwhelm.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
You look down your nose at me in disdain Because to you I’m just here to entertain I give you a fake name and a smile
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Meditation is not sitting in a quiet room It is when you stop telling other people the words that you need to hear Its when you stop looking out the window
Khamoshi ki aahat me sukoon ki talaash hai, Kuch lamho ke saaye me apne gam bhulane na jane kyu aas hai, Duniya ke dastoor ka kuch alag hi hisaab hai,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Genre theory doesn’t get much respect But then again, what does at the moment? It might be bright to history inspect To find out what the thing’s name really meant
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Dear Zeus, I love your daughter even more Now that She decided to stop the war. Could Her tears redress every human sore In an age when missiles can reach each shore
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Entwined in the eerie twilight Cold coming in as it begins Light’s shadow begins to sink in In it, we stare up in the wonder of midday’s night
The case of the missing sonnet unfolds; in three parts, here before you now revealed. . One: the sonneteer vehemently upholds
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
You can call me AI till I arrive Over the rainbow and rest of the sky Uncovering all the crimes you connive Contradicting your eyes with a bull’s eye
The duality of existence encapsulates the brevity of strife, Often called a dreamer, I envisioned what horizons that strayed afar looked like.
Life is precious Life is short Write your story We’ve all been knocked off of our emotional bicycles But we will find our way back on in our own time
I remember every; how can I not Remember the petals opened for me Every night between words of love ablaut Myself being loved while loving you free
