When echo lost its shadow, a haunting void took shadow’s place. No longer bound by shade’s gentle grasp, then echo drifted through empty space.…
1 CommentWhen echo lost its shadow, a haunting void took shadow’s place. No longer bound by shade’s gentle grasp, then echo drifted through empty space.…
1 CommentUnseen pathways ahead are full Of switchbacks and great ruts. Should you get a foot entangled – I can help you regain your steps. None…
Leave a CommentThe echoes of laughter fade, hushed whispers of a time when innocence wove through our days fragile threads now unraveling. A boy stands by the…
1 CommentNow I’m ashamed To open my mouth Cause I fear you may not like what will come out Put the black ink into your glass…
Leave a CommentWe stand at the shore’s edge, gazing at the sea. The horizon stretches before us, unhindered. Your eyes hold the wisdom of the tides. Your…
1 CommentWith some we connect but once and that once may not be enough, so the onus on us is to connect well. …
1 CommentTake that bold step up to my words, linger until they have had their fill, each party imbuing the other, overflowing with the permeate of…
1 CommentThe urge to tear myself apart consumes me There is no way nowhere to flee Why must I break again You’ll find him someday, but when?…
Leave a CommentDiscarded thoughts collide, cast aside once too many times; now stride across crumpled sheets, from where quenching springs rise fuel that pen and paper set…
2 CommentsI will play harmonia Softly and in key For I know you found it hard The week was tough As yr heartache quaked the sorrow…
2 CommentsWhen I am with you all this childish laughter inside my heart flows outwardly towards you When I am not with you where will it…
Leave a CommentBack in 2014 I joined Poetfreaks Met a lot of writers , and peeps Started penning down some deeps Got a lot of appreciation from…
Leave a Commentin a universe full of fruits, where knives hid behind the peel. you came into my life, together we revealed our knives. you tell me…
Leave a Commentin the quiet of the twilight, I return to the nooks and crannies burnt into my memories i’m back in the town where even on…
Leave a CommentMy honesty poem: Izabella Davis I was born into a crazy family! That makes me crazier. I don’t know how to live a perfect life…
Leave a CommentThe slight tint of recognition Your eyes begin to gleam A smile brims between perked cheeks A stunning sight to be seen Your gaze…
Leave a CommentGood-bye, my friend Thanks for the memories Of waiting by the phone Until the end of the day And making an excuse that you had…
2 CommentsSo that you shall be blessed I pray more than you are aware For you because you are A friend of many friends. May age…
Leave a CommentMany-hued pubs bid me welcome As would friends on the street And so does Cromwell Bridge Where long ago we first met. I see the…
Leave a CommentShe wanted to kiss me otherwise she was fine she was just the girl next door before her trials began one night our moms…
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