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The Gentle Beast
From the east he roams Having never found a home of his own Always dragging his stone with him Wherever he goes it goes
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Desiderata. A Life Changing Poem
Amid life's clamor, move calmly, awed by the cacophony, and The poem, "Desiderata," is a piece of prose poetry that offers a series of life lessons and philosophical guidance. The literal interpretation of the poem revolves around advising the reader on how to navigate life with a sense of tranquility and authenticity.
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
Bitter Greens
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Love Language
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The atrocious contradiction of existence
The atrocious contradiction of existence How ironically does existence glare at our agony Drawing its muse in the hours of our ecstasy
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Raven
In shadows deep, a raven's flight, Silent wings cut through the night. A messenger from realms unknown, A harbinger with eyes like stone.
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
Do not go gentle into the good night
In the cosmic tapestry of existence, Dylan Thomas wove verses that transcended mortality. "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night" emerged as a clarion call, a sonorous rebellion against the inevitability of fading light. Within its lines, a cosmic battle unfolded, pitting mortal fragility against the relentless march of time.
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
The road not taken
Certainly! Let's embark on a poetic journey down "The Road Not Taken." --- In the golden glow of twilight's embrace, where two divergent paths met, a solitary traveler stood, pondering the choices that would shape destiny. The air whispered tales of the untrodden, beckoning the seeker to explore the enigma of "The Road Not Taken."
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
Oops side down
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Scar on My Hearts Ears
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Symphony of the Earth. Content Warning.
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Ode to Sustenance. Content Warning.
In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets