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Whispers of the ocean
Beneath the moon’s soft silver glow, The ocean whispers, calm and slow. A symphony of waves in flight, Sings lullabies to the quiet night.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Needles
Needlessly living in pain Enduring uncommon greed Envious of the outside world Deserving more than what we pay for Leading long, but painful lives
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Reasonable?
There’s no reason or rhyme They call it a reasonable crime They pretend like there’s no end They use words like honor and duty as punchlines
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Monday
Monday feels like ages ago. Tell me you love me, Again. Hair undone, yesterday’s clothes, You held me once when I needed it most -
By Annaise Michelleabout a year ago in Poets
Success Doesn’t Come Overnight
Success Doesn’t Come Overnight Success, they whisper, is a fleeting breeze, A gift bestowed with effortless ease. But beneath the surface, hidden from sight,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Who Are We?
Who are we when no one is watching? Do we act the same Or do we take off our masks? Who are we when no one is watching?
By Thomas Terryabout a year ago in Poets
This Day...
From Christmas to a Boxing-Kwanzaa-Hanukkah Hybrid? Best to you...! * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
A Schemer of Your Own
I plotted & schemed Gave you breath Created your world And a home for you To thrive in ~~~ I spent hours searching
By KA Stefana about a year ago in Poets
Looking out there...
Looking out there, Out to the abyss, I glimpse in thoughts, Out there you are for me. Our love has shattered, Broken into a million pieces.
By Matasabout a year ago in Poets
A poem by an Ai. AI-Generated.
Author’s Note: “In a world where artificial intelligence begins to shape creative expression, this poem emerges from the blend of human input and algorithmic interpretation. What you are about to read is a poem crafted entirely by an AI, exploring themes of creativity, technology, and the human experience.
By Abdallah Sherifabout a year ago in Poets
King And Queen Of the Plains
Queen of the empty plains After your toil Your endless wait The throne is finally yours to claim But does it matter now?
By CgtWritingabout a year ago in Poets
Stop Being Too Available
Let them miss you. Stop being readily available. It may seem like the right thing to do, especially because we’re used to being constantly connected. But making space is powerful, and sometimes that means rejecting every invitation or not immediately responding to every communication.
By Sumayaabout a year ago in Poets