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Hot Pocket Reflections, Version 1
When I was younger I had piano lessons at my Mom-Mom's house late each Saturday morning. She had lunch ready for my brother and I each time;
By Gabriel Huizenga2 years ago in Poets
Midnight Serenity
Fell asleep with the scent of you all over me, Woke up at midnight with newfound energy. Sweet, light, and happy, Reflecting on our time together keeps me.
By T. E. Door2 years ago in Poets
To the Moon and Stars
To my soul mate... If I could go back in time, Just to fall in love with you all over again, I would. If I could write my love into music, I'd arrange a whole orchestra for you, Just to see you smile. If I could pour my love, Into some form of art, I hope that this is it. If I could tell you one thing, And one thing only, It is that you saved me baby. I love you, All the way to the moon and stars. With all my love, Mi amour Thanks for reading this love letter of mine. Chloe Rose Violet 🌹
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Dreams and Struggles.
When will I get it in this life? The answer eludes me still I search and strive, I toil and drive But the end seems far uphill
By Sher singh2 years ago in Poets
My complicated relationship with time
You’re corrupting my impatience with the concept of time, All I’ve ever wanted was for time to hurry up, so I could move on and catch-up with the life that is taunting me, just outside of reach
By AJ2 years ago in Poets
Spin Me Round Slowly
spin me round slowly, as the sun goes down, kiss me ever so gently, beneath the light of the full moon, sing to me ever so softly,
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
Strange Wanderers
Two lost souls Having lost all control Tugging on one another Tethered together by wonder Loss Betrayal Of the heart
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Struggle or Peace?
As the dark dungeons await By the light, carrying a bait Coveted for a hidden treasure Dreamers make their measure Earnest for the flowers that bloom
By Oscar2 years ago in Poets
There is a world in which I didn't waste my time
They put their knives in the dishwasher. Their pots and pans, too, but the knives were the biggest offender. It pained me to see them pull once-sharp blades from the dishwasher and toss them carelessly in a drawer.
By Cheshire2 years ago in Poets
what i want
I want your arms wrapped around me as we waste the day away. Tangled up in silk bedsheets, in each other, with the sunlight saying hello through the blinds that dance in the wind. I want your hands on my hair, twirling it gently, your fingers dancing down my back, spelling out soft “i love you”s. Your eyes, big and brown, glimmering, as they always do, staring straight into mine, speaking with no words at all.
By daphne gray2 years ago in Poets
Candy Hearts
Holding a bag of candy hearts in her hand, She spread love like wildfire. Leaving a sweet message for everyone she came across.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Poets
In Your Absence
At least, Before I Can see you again, I Do not Expect our Fire to maintain its light. I Go into the High peaks for warmth, peer my face
By Sone Kramer2 years ago in Poets