In youth, I threw my heart into the fire, A fool for one who stayed, to watch it burn And stirred the coals to sate her own desire,
By Dana Crandell7 months ago in Poets
Upon the twilight stage my soul takes flight, A silver wand ignites with starry flame. The world is caught between the dark and light,
By Takashi Nagaya7 months ago in Poets
A Poem for Mom I sit in silence, beneath the night, Thinking of you, your gentle light. The world feels heavy, shadows near, But in my heart, your voice I hear.
By Asif956837 months ago in Poets
My winds of chaos started in pussy Both the first and the third, the last heaven. The first one, in the eighties, was bushy
By Patrick M. Ohana7 months ago in Poets
Introduction This is my sixty-eighth piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's inspirational artwork. I love the beautiful autumnal colours in this work.
By Mike Singleton π Mikeydred 7 months ago in Poets
I keep your face between shadow and flame, a memory smoldering, never gone. It glows in the hollow of silence, where grief bends close to listen.
By Taylor Ward7 months ago in Poets
The news came as a loud shot in the dark, Unexpected and undesirable, A day of light was now full of shadow, Though the sun still shone outside the window.
By Rebecca Patton7 months ago in Poets
You will see the sunrise before I do. That's what it's like in the future. It's not Bluetooth controlled robots or flying cars. It's subtle.
By Isabella Nesheiwat7 months ago in Poets
within light still I search to find whatβs you a new day in breaks through in rain once more in spur again in vain itβs past before
By Lyrical Logic7 months ago in Poets
I sought out love in places dim and loud, Where flattery wore masks and hearts were thin, Each promise dressed in charm, deceit, and shroud,
By Lizz Chambers7 months ago in Poets
On the eve of silver doubt, A bride stirs in her sleep. Restless visions bar the gate and so she weeps Solace stolen, for deathβs last rout.
By Thomas Speer7 months ago in Poets
Fragile glow, steadfast heart. πͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺπͺ Darkness descends, and twilight gently falls The shadows wide, a lantern's light's new frame
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin7 months ago in Poets
