Stuart Crossley11 hours ago
This May Be in Prose...
What, if I may be as bold to ask, does this inspire in you? Such a beautiful, peaceful and pleasing scene you have captured here, my friend, I feel unable to do this moment justice, as I am afraid my ...
Alejandra Medina12 hours ago
Remember (Love Long Lost)
I’ve a red string wrapped around my finger. I think of stained white sheets, cold hands, your pale face; oh, how that feeling of doubt likes to linger. Your corpse is carried by crows down to the rive...
Ecarg Nosive13 hours ago
Triangle
I’m in a triangle that should be a line like ones you used to snort up your nose every night I’m getting tired of being so nice because who’s there for me at the end this time? You both never cared ab...
David Ireland13 hours ago
Ecocide
I was greener in those early days But you set my soul on fire Your touch ravaged my existence With so much more than your desire I cannot think about a future Where you and I divide I'll keep you clos...
Will Chancellor13 hours ago
The Denial
Do not say they are gone too soon Floating and drifting like a balloon People should start listening and acting Say what they have to say and assuming Do not be a Trump rejecting all realities Do not ...
Rene'e Ellis14 hours ago
Breaking Down
I’m Breaking down the hold that has been oh, so strong, It has caused insecurities and self-esteem within me to fold; Breaking down the hidden snares living behind the cold stares, That can’t stand yo...
Hope Martinez11 days ago
A Black Boy's Mother
I can storm the streets in anger, Yelling loud - with fire in my hand, A rasp to my voice. I can fly to Charlottesville, To protest the injustice, Scream at the streets and light fire in their faces. ...
Amee Maree3 months ago
Age Difference
The things, the things I would do, if I could be just amazing as you. If every word ignited a spark in someone new. What I would do if I was wanted like the stars that longingly await the moon. What I...
Fatima Elmusbahi4 months ago
Her
She was a borderline fanatic searching for the smallest of details, that seemed to but warm her heart. A relentless girl longing to find a way of keeping alive, as everyday she grasped tighter and tig...
Experiences in Poetry
I am a poet. I don't have any books published, but I am a poet. When I sit down to write, it's what comes easiest. The fiction I write often comes from poems or turns into poems or, at the very least,...
Lenora Huỳnh6 months ago
Before the Rice Plant Becomes
There is an undeniable parallel between the history of rice and skin colour. It reminds us that darkness equates to filth, and this is stems from classism. Brown rice had a history of being cheap pig food. Evidently, it became unfathomable for humans to consider eating something meant for a farm animal.White rice symbolizes wealth. Fair skin symbolizes wealth. It implies that the woman has never had to work hard. An outdated perspective of course, but the notion that fair skin is desirable, is s...
Sid l.c 7 months ago
One Day
We get colder As we grow older We will walk So much slower And hold our heads lower. Our hopes will be so far above us, I swear, they touch the heavens. Once in a while, we’ll catch a glimpse of what ...
Poets in Motion
We’re celebrating National Poetry Month with our first poetry contest. Submit your most artistic, emotional, or hilarious original poetry inspired by movement—whatever that means to you. Use #VocalNPM to enter.
Only the Classics
The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.
Life as a Poet Knows It
Industry tips for new poets. Welcome to the Poets family.
Alejandra Medina12 hours ago
Remember (Love Long Lost)
I’ve a red string wrapped around my finger. I think of stained white sheets, cold hands, your pale face; oh, how that feeling of doubt likes to linger. Your corpse is carried by crows down to the rive...
Ecarg Nosive13 hours ago
Triangle
I’m in a triangle that should be a line like ones you used to snort up your nose every night I’m getting tired of being so nice because who’s there for me at the end this time? You both never cared ab...
Eloy Garza17 hours ago
Broken, Still Beautiful
BROKEN, STILL BEAUTIFUL Her walls looked down on the tower of Babel, It's stone was iron core, The barrier that fortified her wounded heart, The holy Grail would sooner be in his grasp, than the butte...
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Dipanjoy Dey15 hours ago
Envi
Lungs of our earth is burning Let us burn with it. It's doomsday And there's no Superman. It's Ragnarok But there's no Thor. Are you not Batman? As you post in your humorous memes And one line jokes t...
Rene'e Ellis19 hours ago
It's a Shame You Ain't Going Nowhere
I'm tired of this lying, people are dying; You're complaining but know you can't maintain it. It's a shame, you ain't going nowhere, It's a shame you ain't going nowhere, It's a shame you ain't going ...
Lauren Scott3 days ago
On Being Seen
On being seen I long to be free. To find my way to the wide open expanse within and without—bringing it to the world to be met with whatever comes. I clamp down on the perceived reactions of others, t...
Rene'e Ellis14 hours ago
Breaking Down
I’m Breaking down the hold that has been oh, so strong, It has caused insecurities and self-esteem within me to fold; Breaking down the hidden snares living behind the cold stares, That can’t stand yo...
Lady Psyren14 hours ago
Self-Love (Lovin’ Myself)
Lovin’ myself I don’t do that a lot I don’t think about myself Fear corrupts my thoughts Lovin’ myself I don’t have the time Always putting others before myself Has been my crime Lovin’ myself Where d...
Rene'e Ellis18 hours ago
In My Memories
As I walked the path of life and the day to day endless seas; I use to wonder why I could never see your face in my memories. I could hear your voice, and visualize all the family activities together ...
Brave Ave18 hours ago
Today
today was one of those days those days where you drag yourself out of bed, just wishing to stay. when the sun rays hit differently than normal, you just want to avoid them. Today was one of those days...
Dakota Thomas 2 days ago
Trying to Be Filled
I wouldn't say I'm the complete amazing package, but instead a big spacious one filled with attributes, ambition and goals But that doesn't take up enough space in me So I try and fill myself with fri...
Jess Page2 days ago
I Am Not Okay
Today, I am not okay. Yesterday, I was not okay. As far back as I can remember, I have never been okay. I have been many things to many people. But I have never been me. They have never truly seen me....
Stuart Crossley11 hours ago
This May Be in Prose...
What, if I may be as bold to ask, does this inspire in you? Such a beautiful, peaceful and pleasing scene you have captured here, my friend, I feel unable to do this moment justice, as I am afraid my ...
r. nuñeza day ago
Horizon to Horizon
When one spends a lot of time by oneself, one learns to talk to oneself … not in the familiar absent-minded way that we often do, but with a serious bearing, asking oneself important questions, and po...
Mikayla Warguez2 days ago
Environmental Society
*This is a palindrome poem—read every line until the end, then read every line going back up. The Environment It does not matter to us, but what does is Ourselves. Money. People. We could not care les...
David Ireland13 hours ago
Ecocide
I was greener in those early days But you set my soul on fire Your touch ravaged my existence With so much more than your desire I cannot think about a future Where you and I divide I'll keep you clos...
Rene'e Ellis18 hours ago
I Wish
When I climb in bed and I close my eyes at night and darkness is spinning towards the closing door clouds and colored lights rapidly appear; face to face I see you again, as before. Suddenly my heart ...
SLPwriter70 19 hours ago
Unbridled Need
Climbing upon this mocha colored African stallion my breath hitches with an unbridled need I ease down on the firm saddle with nervous anticipation Securing my thighs around his muscular sides I take ...
Mackenzie Guzek2 days ago
When the Song Ended
At the time, you couldn't understand what had consumed you the moment. The song had ended. A tear rolled down your face, a clear cold trail on your cheek. Your throat was burning from singing those ve...
Rowan Finley3 days ago
Colorful Mind
Mind churning colors and aspirations, All around. Memory deceiving and perceiving, Hear the sound? Thoughts clicking, clicking as long hand, On that of a clock. Mental commentary racing on track, Bitt...
Inure Muse3 days ago
Um, Who?
Your face is, hardly familiar, I don't recognize that smile. Uh... Where'd you say that I last saw you? Last night. Had a bite. At the music hall? Hmm... No, I've never been there at all, but I've heard about it. They do punk or some s*** Well... So. Anyways, good night. It's fucking late and I got to do a thing, um, yea, right... What's your name? You. Nice meeting you! Bye. © Muse✌💋xo
Penny Blake2 days ago
The Grass Temple
There is a door in me...
Obi Abassi2 days ago
Deadzone
In the land of the lost and broken Stands a man, a token Born brave, the chosen Among the slaves that still remain Trapped in a false paradise to this day. He tried to save them from Their false dream...
Rose Pelos4 days ago
Eleventh Hour
A grey little rabbit deep in a hole Burrowing in the dark Prepared for hibernation But Spring has just begun. He covers his ears but the birds sing Thumping his foot in frustration There’s no carrots ...
Rowan Finley14 days ago
I Used to Like Parties More
I used to like parties more, but now I'd rather stay at home and just chill... No shocking, startling thrill. There is not much more appealing than reading a book in the coziness of home, or spending ...
Didi Menendez20 days ago
There Goes a Green Torino
I will be here sitting on this pavement on this block in this neighborhood with my legs crossed with a dog with another dog with his bone in front of my house in front of the mammoth sunflowers drinki...
Didi Menendez20 days ago
Ode to My Mojo
Hey Mojo! Where’d you go? I didn’t realize you were gone until I noticed I had lost the spring in my step. I was knocking myself against walls. I was tripping over the dog. I was petting myself. I was...