"I'm just a mirror, you know?" He responded when I asked why he was sulking. It's a dialogue I always use on him. I show you the same attitude you show me.
By Manisha Dhalaniabout a year ago in Poets
The air is crisp with winter’s kiss, A quiet hush, a softened bliss. Snowflakes drift in silent dance, While lights on trees hold soft romance.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️about a year ago in Poets
Beneath the moon’s eternal glow, Where whispers of the night winds flow, Two souls converge, their hearts in tune, Beneath the stars, beneath the moon.Through storms that roar and skies that weep,
Beneath the dim and fleeting light, Two souls prepared for their final night. No words could bridge the growing chasm,
Who am I outside of my roles? It's a profound question that causes some major thought provocation. How can I be less of a people pleaser? How can I be more of a self pleaser?
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️about a year ago in Poets
Marriage is a road, both smooth and rough, A journey begun with promises tough. Two souls, once separate, now intertwined,
The crisp winter air Calming all, blanketing all. Heightening the senses, but also making us so very blessed to be spending time together inside,
By Just Danielabout a year ago in Poets
The First Frost A hush falls soft upon the land, As frost extends its silver hand. Beneath the moon’s watchful light, Winter whispers through the night.
In the tapestry of dawn, where the sun kisses the earth, you rise, a phoenix wrapped in melanin, each hue a story,
By Roxanne Buckleabout a year ago in Poets
It starts with a murmur, a seed in the air, A tale that was born from someone’s despair. A flicker of words, a spark without flame,
Silent Night Silent night, the world is still, The moonlight glows on the icy hill, Whispers drift through the frozen air,
I’m sorry I’m not who I was then If you’ve known me long enough You’ll know you’ve never met the same person twice Is it a virtue or a vice
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
