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Yes, But Only With You
In my dream, we claim the lonesome shady oval of the dandelion field and lounge on a blanket whose only sentiment is that we are both impressed by its color.
Sam Eliza GreenPublished about 2 hours ago in Poets"RESPECT ME AS I AM NO MAN'S WIFE"
RESPECT ME AS I AM NO MANS WIFE! I AM OKAY AS AN ECCENTRIC MOM & GRANDMA! As a woman I had to write this from my heart and soul
Vicki Lawana TrusselliPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsA Few Haiku
Whether rain or snow I am like a postwoman. I am on the go! ~ My honey and I
Denise E LindquistPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsSchrödinger's cat
I am Schrödinger's cat. Dead and alive inside a burning box. Dreaming and not dreaming in the shadow, in the light. Breathing smoke and not breathing at all.
Silver Serpent BooksPublished about 3 hours ago in PoetsThe Glory
So, Morning Glory … Is it the plant , or is it the morning itself ?
Colleen WaltersPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsJourney
In the quiet dawn of dreams, I stride, With whispers of fate as my guide, Through valleys deep and mountains high, Beneath the endless azure sky.
Alecia HarriottPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsIn the Details
Beauty all around Wherever you look, it’s found He loves to astound
Colleen WaltersPublished about 4 hours ago in PoetsLive Happy, Forget Worries
Prioritize your health, embrace a little confusion, add a touch of sophistication to your life, and let happiness be your guide.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsLove's Triumph,
Lila was known for her spirited laugh and the warmth she extended to all who crossed her path. Yet, woven into the fabric of her vibrant life was a thread of secret sorrow, a love profound yet punctuated by moments of pain—an untold story that unfolded behind the tranquility of her gentle eyes.
Abdul QureshiPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsThe Melody That Healed
The voice, belonging to Jamie, was a revelation. It wasn't just the melodic beauty or the perfect pitch that captivated Alex; it was the raw emotion, the palpable heartache, and the fleeting moments of joy that echoed in every note. Jamie's songs, each a narrative of life's trials and triumphs, resonated with Alex on a profound level. The melodies seeped into Alex's soul, awakening a long-dormant yearning for connection, for understanding, for love.
Abdul QureshiPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsUnveiling Your True Beauty
"A canvas bare, a hidden art, where beauty's quiet whispers start" Sarah struggled with acne-prone skin for years until she discovered the importance of skincare.
Abdul QureshiPublished about 5 hours ago in PoetsThe Whispering Garden
The leaves, vibrant and green, whispered softly to the sturdy stems that held them aloft. "Dear stems," they murmured, "thank you for your unwavering support, for lifting us towards the sun and nourishing us with life-giving nutrients. Without you, we would be lost, drifting aimlessly in the wind." The stems, proud and resilient, replied with a gentle rustle. "Our dear leaves," they whispered back, "your beauty and grace bring joy to all who behold you. We stand tall to protect and nurture you, for you are the very essence of our existence." the excellence of the story
Abdul QureshiPublished about 5 hours ago in Poets