The ocean roars a lullaby, a song of depths unknown, But strikes a chord of terror in a heart of shell and bone. No thrill of chase, no scent of blood, this gentle giant craves,
By Buzu2 years ago in Poets
If you love the swing, why don’t you head on over? Playing from afar.
By James Green2 years ago in Poets
In the garden of our hearts, where emotions bloom, Soft whispers of love, like petals, gently consume. A dance begins, a tender embrace,
By KhunchaiZX992 years ago in Poets
She wears the colour of her skin in regality, The luscious ebony glows in a picture of health, Warrior goddess proudly on display,
By Colleen Millsteed 2 years ago in Poets
I play pretend just so your version of events can see the spotlight, but you and I both know this is just a fantasy. You love who you're with until they bring out a mirror to reflect everything back at you,
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Life is hell I’m just a ghost in a shell No one to know me No one to tell My story to Because they can’t relate Is this my fate
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
1. Fried green Banana slices, lightly salted and fried thin To make sure every bite tastes right, and every bite a scrumptious win
By Andrew Little2 years ago in Poets
In the dance of days, where seconds sway, A tale unfolds in a gentle way. Amidst the ticking clock's rhythmic chime, A story whispered: "Smiles in Time."
You are my drums, my racing heart the tempo that keeps me alive. With each tap, I sense the start of a croon that’ll thrive.
By Talia Devora2 years ago in Poets
Cold was the hearts of many who touched my world, Those people left my heart frozen like an ice lake that never thawed.
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
I repeatedly brought my mother to tears. Her cries did not appeal to me as a ten-year-old. I wish I could go back now that I am a mommy.
By Ranjith Kumar2 years ago in Poets
Every day I lament the shape your heart turned into. The way smooth edges decayed into jagged shards, and I could do nothing save for slashing open my naivety on the coarse exterior.
By Poppy 2 years ago in Poets
