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I'm getting tired of repeating the same problem over my time on this Earth!? Where did I ever tell you that is what I wanted - I'm not crazy!
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
Burn it down Like the files you wanted to I dont care whose name is on it Burn down every fool Who cackled and cracked
By Cadmaabout a month ago in Poets
One day, I had been walking - and this is a true story! A business establishment - I thought, why don't I just spend some time!
I don't have children - they say you must have children! I don't need a child - they say, you must have a child! I have never needed any person, but I understand what happens, " I DO "..
I am in War mode Confrontation my Drug of choice . Warrior not living in Rome masses But in obscure empire ledge Of sandals and sand
By Dianaabout a month ago in Poets
Like, first of all - I thought it made sense!? The way it assumes I am not really enjoying great things!? They say great things, it comes with time - I'm no fool!
Maybe the world ended quietly in twenty-twenty's air, Not with fire or sound, just a shift no one could repair. Time lost its rhythm, the clock learned to bend,
By Vabout a month ago in Poets
When I look at you, I see the beauty of your Soul, I see that light in your heart, I see the love behind your eyes. But I also see some sorrows and grief,
By Jeanne Jess about a month ago in Poets
Prayers for safety, prayers for peace,
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcastabout a month ago in Poets
"The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer, where the stories are brewed in the dark."
By The Night Writer 🌙 about a month ago in Poets
Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think it's normal to work in the country I live! Everytime I go outside, some person seems to think I'm attractive!
A lifetime of anticipation, waiting for the opportune moment. It arrived at last in a form I never could have imagined.
By Moon Desertabout a month ago in Poets
