Sonnet

Stranger
When I think of you being gone I don’t think of grief and sadness I get a sense of relief and gladness To be free from you
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Home
Your house is where you live It is the place where you store your things Where you eat and sleep But home Home is a state of being
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Waves Of Love
Introduction I had a lovely time with my Muse today, and she inspired these words. Her smile is beautiful and I love her laugh, and we had a lot of fun today, and just felt hit by waves of love, fun, and inspiration, which is why these words happened.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Good
Don't make of me a case in point or define me as a jewel. I'm not a thing you need anoint as an exception to the rule.
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
Nairadeceba
Zoonotically chaotic, a world filled with life Yawning and yelling to tell their stories in this Xenologic experience Whaling at all hours of the day to attract a mate
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Christmas Sale
They trade in last-chance opportunities, in Christmas deals - not to be repeated. Their one-time offers, act-now urgencies
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
The precipice of poetry that seeks redemption
The precipice of poetry that seeks redemption Callous whispers that uproar the fear in my mind, Bounty tales of my existence may cease to be left behind.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Worthy?
A hammer A sword in a stone A thrown waiting to be taken To be conquered by the forsaken To be shaken loose But it is you that must choose
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Always in the Red
I say the root of all money is evil Fertilized with blood meal and unchecked greed Debt infested, feasting like a weevil Did they know what would grow, planting that seed?
By Sean A.2 years ago in Poets
Searching
A code in a book From a cephalopod god People roving the streets As ravenous dogs Devour the holiest of ours People scour to and fro
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Dark Side Of Love
In the fiery depths of Hell, there lived a man named Lucius. Unlike the demons and malevolent entities that surrounded him, Lucius had a soul that yearned for redemption. He longed for a chance to break free from the chains of damnation and find a glimmer of light in the darkness that engulfed his existence.
By Scott Lewis2 years ago in Poets
The City of Love
Where the youth ages in the spirits of eternity, Grows in the specter of fondness that never dies, The aspect of beauty cannot keep its lustrous eyes.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets