Talk to the Hand Talk to the hand, my ears are closed, No need for chatter, no tales exposed. Your noise is static, a passing sound,
By George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago in Poets
Isn’t it cruel My stomach’s empty But my head is full Full of foolish ideas Of freedom Of peace We’re all out here Just trying to get a piece
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Delicate, nature's glass, sparkling, like crinkled saran wrap, like a wedding veil, there's still warmth underneath,
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
A Mother’s Love Face to face, in a world of warmth, a young mother smiles, holding her child close, their hearts in harmony,
Maybe soon my voice Will echo into a life That was hurt like me
By Caladriusabout a year ago in Poets
He loves himself A middle-aged man in denim shorts tight, No shirt on his chest, he feels just right. His belly hangs low, but he walks with a sway,
The Painted Me Beneath the checkered veil of guise, A mask reflects the world’s reprise. My lips curve bright, my laughter plays,
Searing Souls In the halls of shadows, where darkness rules, Where light is lost, and hope wanes, Lies a place where flames consume,
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Raindrops on your umbrella A season of light showers falls, Upon your umbrella, soft and small. Each drop a kiss, each breeze a song,
The Poison Apple In a garden lush with blooms so bright, A secret lies beneath the light. Among the petals soft and sweet,
A New Year’s Toast Drink, drink, raise your glass, Let the moments of this evening pass. It’s New Year’s Eve, the clock’s near done,
The KeyTo The Door At 21, I got the key to the door, But beyond it, nothing—a hollow core. No heaven, no earth, no sky, no sea,
