I Plagues claim all sorts of victims, large and small Paupers, princes, places, things--ideas One such victim, to the surprise of all
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
A weary wine-dark sea, stirred By our ship’s restless keel and prow Were it not for a journey deterred It’d live and die to never be ashore
By Octovo Libra 2 years ago in Poets
Oh, where did you go Are you beneath the bed Or in the pillow Where are you strange fellow Lost to eternity How did you ever enter me
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Dear VOCAL 1-3-2024 Cover of the Rolling Stone Do I write for you Or for a prize Can I cast aside the love I have
By Victor Mendez2 years ago in Poets
I just want to love you But you’re not here I don’t want to be above you Nor below I can see the hole in your soul Can you see mine
The place we call home We want to go to the Moon We want to go to Mars We want to go to Venus But the only place, Earth
By Tommaso Bordignon2 years ago in Poets
i was born afraid and grew fearless. i was born like a weed cracking the ocean floor and i learned the moon in tides and spells.
By Sophie Colette2 years ago in Poets
Listen to the strange harmonica Of this world’s phenomena Feel the shattering feeling of unease As The Scattering tingles all around you
No one listens They just talk That’s why I like my black box They only listen for something to use To abuse you with That’s why I like my black box
In the birth of the New Year's dawn, Lives a chance to set things right, A canvas blank, a story untold, Where aspirations shine, yet to grow.
By Deborah Rivera Valentin2 years ago in Poets
I love snow Wherever snow is, there is happiness Houses covered in snow, with families celebrating While a relaxing and steady fire heats the house
Nostradamus is nauseating I wish I was just hating But the closest to this gnosis Is something between hypnosis and psychosis
