There was a dark chocolate on Monday A milk chocolate with white chocolate on Tuesday and a milk chocolate on Wednesday.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
Above all, there have always been flowers Lilies, roses, clovers, and buttercups And I miss the sights of them well Pretty colors, buds the size of teacups
By Sylvia Rogers2 years ago in Poets
Empty souls Trying to fill the hole The void All to avoid the reality There is no amount of alcohol, drugs, or roids to make the pain go away
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
There once was a person who said "Every word that you've written I've read!" When challenged on this, He was clearly remiss:
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Steak is for breakfast Paxton is so fun, no jest he likes steak the best. ~ Dinner was so fast Steak at the firehall last
In your presence, my dear, A radiant glow appears, crystal clear. For when I glance your way, I find, A burst of sunshine, warm and kind.
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
In India's land, where colors dance so free, There lies a festival, full of glee. It's Holi, dear friends, a riot of hues,
A passionate woman, don’t you agree? I am the maestro orchestrating her career There will be hell to pay if she turns on me
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
If I were a farmer, I would sow seeds of joy If I were a landlord, I would rent out prosperity If I were a lover, I would create a new language
By Huwaida Ishaaq2 years ago in Poets
Can you hear it? Something popping inside my mouth. Or maybe it is from my head. Weird sounds but I like it. Can you hear it?
By Lou_Einale2 years ago in Poets
Raising her arm, fluttering her wing Preparing to fly upward and onward Under purity and innocence, she glides Hauling the soul, she now cradles
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
There’s this voice in the back of my mind, It sings in all honesty without being fare, A motivator yet the words it spells isn’t always so kind.
By Kristen Bansfield -Pen Name K.R.Fields2 years ago in Poets
