We once were close, like shadows side by side, In every laugh and tear, we shared our days, But time, it seems, has taken us for a ride,
By Diani Alvarenga2 years ago in Poets
What is the difference between people and things? Mere objects; just there being, for a while Never knowing what it is like for beings
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Stone cold beauty like none other, when my eyeballs bleed I see the secrets of color. Life has a morbid way of showing it, but it just does.
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
My mothers tone is nothing like home, other women is far more kind than she lets on, If mothers are nurturing, why are her hands so cold,
By Caitlin Charlton2 years ago in Poets
In the quest for the ebb and flow, In the hammered wheels of agility and the art of being slow. The due course of nature strides in its crafty demeanour,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
In the shadow of the past, where lessons lie, We glean the truths that time can’t deny. From echoes of yesteryears, wisdom springs, Guiding our hearts as the past softly sings.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
Full Disclosure Your fair-weather friends / Flew south for the season. Their migration second nature / Still, it smacked of treason.
By Chris Z2 years ago in Poets
This hauntingly daunting feeling The unreality of watching my dreams unfold before my eyes Watching them rip off their disguise
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The obliteration of alliteration Waiting for liberation Through visitation Living in stagnation The harsh realities of our society
Photo by 2 Bull Photography on Unsplash Assholes abound even on Medium Some even assert to have reached thousands Souls and more souls, necklace of tedium
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
The Fog of War We stand on ceremonies to sleep through the night Sable skies alight With fireworks in flight.
Where does the trash go Down into the depths Or off to the shallows We will never know It leaves our home for the curb
