Writing

In silence, I love.

A Poem by Stu. T.H.

4-line.

Little Fires

A Poem by Blackbird

Coughcaw-esque

POSSIBLE COINCIDENCES

A Poem by Tasi83

They are getting further and further away, the once familiar faces are moving away, the light on the retinas is changing, and it is not known whether ..

Love, Once Again.

A Poem by Stu. T.H.

Once upon a time.

Senryu: Blue

A Poem by Stu. T.H.

Distant

Those days! ☆ School Days! ★

A Poem by Stu. T.H.

A song I made to part with School Times.

THE INTIMATE SPEAKING OF ABSENCE

A Poem by Tasi83

It's no longer a self-sufficient, magical fad. Fate cut into the uneven, wide space undrawn. Start and End are two well-thought-out symbiosis platform..

In Paradisium.

A Poem by Ken Simm.

In Paradisium. Invisible Colours. A wine of flowers Drinking old. And insects collected in glasses. The colours of silence in a..

SENSITIVITY

A Poem by Tasi83

My anxious fears surround me! Nights pushed aside for clamorous days are flirtatious! Irritating cursed yelling sounds destroy empathy, spiritual harm..

One Year Baptism Anniversary

A Poem by Destiny Joy Wells

On February 26, 2024, I celebrated the year that passed since the day I was baptized. I spent quite some time reflecting on my relationship with God a..

Beauty or Brains

A Poem by DecentlyOkayWriter

Both are okay

Tortured Poets

A Poem by DecentlyOkayWriter

For in his anguish, there's a role

SAUDADE

A Poem by Farah

Saudade, saudade, Your eyes painted the comfort Of our mosaic dreams Drowning into the thoughts Within this trouble city Saudade, s..

I want to race to the car

A Poem by Omar asrih

Growing up is tiring. As you grow older you experience pains that make you more and more tired. So tired it reminds you of happiness. This is happines..

Disheveled pondering

A Poem by Tasi83

You stand on the edge of your pathetic life for a moment before you are finally embraced by the death-whispering lap of the gaping, underworld abyss. ..

Kind of a vent/ poem?

A Story by Veronica

No matter how hard I try, or how much time, effort, and genuine work I put into everything, I'm going nowhere. Every day, I come to school to make you..

WILLFUL BLINDNESS

A Poem by Tasi83

We need to squeeze the gauntlet of grim, rattling bravery. All of us, like blind people with blinders, are deliberately stuck in the gaping gloom.At t..