Stream of Consciousness

Aging Is The Pits Sometimes
I don't want to die and yet, why? Big sigh! I'm having too much fun Living on the run Sitting in the sun Practicing with my gun
By Denise E Lindquistabout an hour ago in Poets
I Woke Up, Right, And Then I Saw Something Important, Right, And Then I Went Back To Sleep, Right !
I know my own name, and I also know my own face !? I know where I came from, who my life was, and also where I went to school !?
By 365poetryabout 12 hours ago in Poets
A Familiar Place
I am standing at the edge of a room, or maybe a life, unsure if I should turn on the overhead lights or just retreat into the familiar dark.
By Archery Owl about 23 hours ago in Poets
𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘
The battle is real Not all who speak His name are of the Light they know exactly who He is they quote verses too because
By Colleen Waltersabout 23 hours ago in Poets
𝕒 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖
✨ It is here where my heart can relax and find respite from the world it is here where my mind can let down and breathe
By Colleen Waltersa day ago in Poets
Diaries to Nietzsche
"He who lives with a void can forge his own why, and from it shape any how." Yet while the world is consumed by distraction, a man sits crafting his soul with his mind. What they call madness becomes an explosion — and that explosion becomes the evolution of a century.
By LUCCIAN LAYTHa day ago in Poets
Weight of Becoming
There is a silence that follows growth— not the peaceful kind, but the kind that echoes with everything you had to leave behind.
By Jhon smitha day ago in Poets
No Escape, No Return. Top Story - March 2026.
I claw and scrape, sing and scream A siren drying Gasping in the noontime sun The tune of captivity gradually fades To a chant of liberation
By K.B. Silver a day ago in Poets
I Am Ending My Marriage - Why The "Sperm" Count Is Low ?
Okay, so like I was talking to my husband last week right !? He said, hunny, when will you reach home !? I said - I still have 5,000 chores to do outside - and yes, I have to literally walk to Mt. Kilamanjaro !? He said, okay you go on - I'll wait for you, I said NO, continue doing what you are doing !? I said: are you sure you can't wait until tomorrow!? He said NO, my mother asked for you today !? I said:::::
By 365poetrya day ago in Poets
The Crash
No matter how good you are... How talented you are... How much success or power that you have gained... You will get to a point where you crash.
By Dr. Cody Dakota Wooten, DFM, DHM, DAS (hc)a day ago in Poets
Devoid of Sleep
A yawn and a flutter Of the eyes They say sleep is like butter Soft and smooth But that seems be be a lie Toss and turn
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hoguea day ago in Poets
Precision
Rapid precision As a decision is made in the dark A stark reminder not to take anything for granted To enjoy the moment
By Nicole Higginbotham-Hoguea day ago in Poets