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How carefully some choose the right footwear Occasion, mood, height, weight, color and style Collapse the search parameters; they care
D. J. ReddallPublished about a minute ago in PoetsPaper Heart
In no time, you crafted this paper heart. Then tore it apart, only to restart. Scotch tape in hand you replaced each part.
Kenneth cruzPublished 23 minutes ago in PoetsMy Life's Battles
My Life’s Battles Like the changing of the seasons, Time moves forward ever so sublime. Constantly reminding us we’re travelers,
Dan R FowlerPublished 24 minutes ago in PoetsWordology part one
The letter A for an apple please something to eat and drink a glass of water The letter B for a bread just eat so need to rest to feel better
el hariti adilPublished 30 minutes ago in PoetsLife is woven into the fabric.
Life is woven into the fabric. ______By Aranna Hasan Delwar. It still makes my tongue water when I see it I still stand in front of the mirror with kajal on my eyes
Aranna Hasan DelwarPublished 38 minutes ago in PoetsRays of Hope
In the shadows where despair resides, A weary heart with heavy tides, Depression's grip, a relentless storm, But deep within, a flicker, warm.
Ljubica MiletićPublished about an hour ago in PoetsEclipse
Eyes agape I wait and watch, as the awesome darkness falls Casting blackness far and wide, it's bleak penumbra sprawls Light deserts us all below, for the shortest, longest spell
Shauna CrillyPublished about an hour ago in PoetsA Last Eclipse
Early risers fell asleep faster, at midnight that's when the Crimson-celestial silvered moon dressed in blood arrived above the
Parwana FayyazPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsThe cores fell between
The cores fell between the entry and were carried and spread on earth, The map of the place not exempt from its design, Woven from the south and the north ,
el hariti adilPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsOn Earth
Every single moment on this Earth, Counting from the very second of my birth, Leaves me craving more for my worth. Imagine ever going back and forth.
ISTP's Love Poem
No grand pronouncements, no flowery rhyme, Love for you simmers, a steady climb. Actions speak louder, that much is true,
Diorino GalvanoPublished about 2 hours ago in PoetsISFJ's Love Poem
No grand pronouncements, no fanfare so bold, My love's a whisper, a story untold. It's found in mornings, the coffee you crave,
Diorino GalvanoPublished about 2 hours ago in Poets