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This Is Hamburg, Sex, Drugs and Rock N Roll
Down by the river, where the ships unload Where the people and their stories unfold This is Hamburg City where hearts are sold
Krishan MubasharPublished 40 minutes ago in PoetsTurning Pages of Life
Life’s like a book — some parts are good, others not so much. Still, keep turning the pages; you might find the best chapter next. If someone hurts you, choose to forgive or just let it be, but never change who you are for them.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about an hour ago in PoetsBeyond Compare
In the vast expanse of the universe, Where stars collide and planets dance, There lies a hidden melody, A cosmic symphony waiting to be heard.
Raj’s VocalPublished about an hour ago in PoetsMy Life, My Choice!
Deciding not to worry about results makes me feel relaxed. What comes in the end might not matter. In the past, I always argued about right and wrong and wanted specific outcomes. But not anymore. People have their wants, and that’s fine — no need to insist on things.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about an hour ago in PoetsThe Rushing Tide
In shadows deep, where whispers hide, I stand, Alone, the rushing tide beneath the moon. Beneath its mournful gaze, a silent witness
Lisa FrederickPublished about an hour ago in PoetsThe Washed-Up Violinist
I remember when violin was my entire being. Morning, noon, and night. Years of my life consumed by this object that would somehow provide a new future for me.
Angel AdagioPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsWords
At a loss for words. Memories are starting to blur. Side effects of medication Taking these treatments with hope and dedication.
Zakari RungePublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsCrisis within
Deep inside the soul’s embrace Where heart beats in silence In the dark alleys of heart Unfolds a storm a Hurricane blooms
Mubashair NaseerPublished about 3 hours ago in Poets"Exploring the Map of the Heart"
In the fabric of time, where do I belong? A question whispered in the quiet of the night, Echoing through the chambers of my soul,
Alecia HarriottPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsNo Cookie Jar
Pop the lid or cut the wrapping paper. Inside is chocolate chip gooie goodness. A yellow canvas adorned in dark jewels. I use my fingers to break it, tear it,
Shelby R PerezPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsA Funny Way of Looking at Life
It’s a funny way of looking at life – those birthdays and holidays; Christmas turkey and New Year’s punch. Cake and muffins,
Tree of Life
If life is a tree Then life will cease with the death of the last tree on Earth If life is not a tree Then life will still halt with the death of the final tree
Patrick M. OhanaPublished about 6 hours ago in Poets