I step into the hallway of endless mirrors, each pane reflecting a different version of my rage— a child screaming at the ceiling,
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After the Last Breath What happens when we die, who truly knows, Is there a door that opens somewhere unseen, A softer road beyond the closing eyes,
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The world drips black‑ink from the belly of a moon that’s been chewed by a thousand broken teeth— each bite a promise the night will never keep.
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Breathe -- Are we at war? With nature receiving less As more promises
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Cold Quiet Dip Before Sleep Ice waits in the white bath, still as a held breath, A woman lowers herself slowly, testing the silence of water.
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She Knows What She Wants She walks forward with a steady gaze, Dark hair resting against a coat rich and deep. Blue eyes bright with thought and decision,
Narcissist 2 In the mirror’s grip, he stands, A lonely heart, a cruel romance. Chasing shadows, lost in gaze,
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Eyes scan the field. All sound turned mute. The cheers of the crowd have gone missing. Feet dance with deception;
By Moni Martinez7 days ago in Poets
Please can anyone tell me is this from vocal or is it fake as my account isn’t blocked can you all see it ? please reply someone
We Do Not Want World War Three The mothers stand at windows tonight, quiet, listening for distant thunder, Not from the sky, but from men who move pieces across maps and oceans,
“And that’s it, he said. “I don’t think I can forgive.” “So” He asked, “divorce?”
By Nikki Torino Wagner7 days ago in Poets
The Last Account of Nelly Dean They speak her name now in quiet rooms. Not with love, not with anger, but with a careful tone.
