and five months are done just like that, that time has gone what will we do now . . . [6/1/23]
By kory salajka3 years ago in Poets
In a garden of dreams, a butterfly takes flight, Its delicate wings painted with hues so bright. A symbol of transformation, a story untold,
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Poets
"Melodies of the Pond" they proudly croon, Their quack quack symphony, under the moon. In the peaceful pond where lilies sway,
On this day of your glorious birth, We celebrate a soul of immeasurable worth. A unique being, beyond compare, With a heart so kind and a spirit rare.
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By Rocky3 years ago in Poets
In a cubicle dreary, I sat day by day, The job that I hated, draining colors away. My soul felt so weary, my spirit was weak,
By The PenPal3 years ago in Poets
Oh, Vladimir Putin, what a shining star, The epitome of greatness, by far. With his shirtless photos, so manly and bold, He's a symbol of power, or so we're told.
By Kevin Bastos3 years ago in Poets
In the land of politics, a tale I must share, Of a man named Silvio, with slicked-back hair. He ruled the nation with his charm and wit,
Amidst the warmth of a sun-kissed kitchen, Where memories and flavors intertwine, A scent, divine and utterly bewitching,
By Mr Addy3 years ago in Poets
In the depths of the bustling throng, I stand, A solitary soul, lost in a sea of faces. Amidst the cacophony, I yearn to be found,
Ode to guitar, oh how sweet the sound So much love and joy in the air around The strings that vibrate, the fingers that play
By π½ππππ πΏππππ 3 years ago in Poets
Delicately, as if my health were as fragile as dried leaves, Isabelle danced through my room on her tippy-toes, Silent as a churchmouse, just as she promised.
By Mack D. Ames3 years ago in Poets
