Stream of Consciousness

𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖
✨ Is it possible to find peace in this chaotic world? I think so. In a time when good is bad and bad is good, when people are defined by labels that are constantly evolving to keep up
By Colleen Walters25 days ago in Poets
Why Are You Interested In Something That Has "NO" Interest IN You - Why ?
The bee hasn't said hello to you, the function of it is to provide HONEY !? This bee hasn't moved, and also, haven't said hello to you, the function of it is to provide HONEY !?
By 365poetry25 days ago in Poets
It's All True
If you live in America and you feel really bad about the problems in this country today then no matter what political viewpoint you have
By Justiss Goode25 days ago in Poets
Hubris
The horrors of humanity have never been more televised. A novel tragedy thrums through waves reaching my eyes and ears any time I flip on a TV.
By Lolly Vieira26 days ago in Poets
The March of Spring. Top Story - March 2026.
I’m out and about Strutting through the daffodils Flicking back my hair Doing my thing I feel your stares I hear your whispers
By Mother Combs26 days ago in Poets
I Am "Depressed", I Wrote It "Down", Now - I'm Writing It "UP" - I'm Helping Someone !?
Last night I had the picture of you beside me on my bed, as I lay my burdens at the "FEET" of the person sitting next to me !?
By 365poetry26 days ago in Poets
I "Owe" 250 Million Dollars On "MY" Underwear, And NOW I'm Wondering Who Can PAY My Bills ----------------------------------- 250 Million Dollar Underwear - Me Alone Has That - Life is Very Difficult For Some People !!
So today right, I saw like a stain on a clothing ITEM !? I'm thinking, I didn't wash it properly !?... I'm known to be the worst person in LIFE, the WORST !!
By 365poetry26 days ago in Poets
𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕
✨ the secret place where the tears pool the hidden place where the sadness spools the unspoken place where the words
By Colleen Walters26 days ago in Poets
quarter-life crisis
I dream sweaty about levitating my mother's face, aghast, popcorn ceiling of houses past / yellow roses, worse-for-wear and
By Erin Latham Shea27 days ago in Poets
Entropic Love
Under the peeling, floral wallpaper, a wretched rumor of rot begins to rewrite the resonance in the room. Brown cigarette stains leak,
By Lolly Vieira27 days ago in Poets
I hope you understand
I'm sorry for what I've done, No words can justify my actions. No poem will take back what I've said. The truth is... you fucking scare me.
By Dylan 27 days ago in Poets
Everything is truly Alive
wake up! Wake up from your everyday life. Wake up from your mundane existence. We have to remember who we are. Remember who you… really… are. we don’t know how we are made. We really don’t. But we do know where we come from. At least we can if we can… wake up and remember.
By Gabriel Shames27 days ago in Poets