Gratitude

Wrapped in a Breath for Just a Moment
paint me orange dip me in butter tuck gently in puff pastry roll my warm like croissant it is time to slow down slow down
By Oneg In The Arctic4 days ago in Poets
The Ability To Use "Toxicity" To Produce "Energy", Is That What People Do In Some Part Of The World !?
Okay, I was beaten, 250 times, because - I want..... NO children !? Okay, I am never going to marry someone special, because - I want.... NO family !? Okay, I was sent to get my brain checked out, because - I want.... NO friendships !?
By 365poetry4 days ago in Poets
We Have That Determination
“Your potential to succeed is infinite.” Regardless of our background, circumstances or even challenges, each one of us
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff4 days ago in Poets
Our Happiness
“Doing what you like is freedom. Liking what you do is happiness.” The balance between personal happiness and economic necessity
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff5 days ago in Poets
We Are Beautiful
“A diamond is a chunk of coal that did well under pressure.” Diamonds are beautiful! But it took them time to become beautiful
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff5 days ago in Poets
The strongest known talisman in the world,
The Haiku The real Talisman Tell me what is it please tell It’s The one you make ♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️ The strongest known talisman in the world,
By George’s Girl 2026 5 days ago in Poets
for the matriarch. Top Story - February 2026.
susan will die soon. i can see it - her color is pale and mottled; her body shudders unconsciously. i can smell it - the sterility of the hospital masks the worst of the sour backdrop.
By kp5 days ago in Poets
I Have Never Wanted A Child, That's In My Heart, No Family, That's What In My Heart - No Person To Care For Me, That's What In My Heart - My Heart, My Heart
I hope one day I could lie down on a table and you cut me open ?? You replace the brokenness that I have, and just put some children in it!?
By 365poetry5 days ago in Poets
One Minute — Nine O’Clock
Quietful mystique — a feeling, perhaps mistaken — the moment I took for too long. The mystery of the soul and the brain. Brown eyes I was born with, a degree. Why aren't we free — a realm of questioning, reasoning about who is real? Are we?
By LUCCIAN LAYTH5 days ago in Poets
Swallow Bring Açaí Gift for the Kind Boy
My kids love to be characters as I write stories. I wrote kind girl and a witch based on my daughter, Sophia. Son wanted one too,
By Seema Patel5 days ago in Poets
The Garden Nook
A little nook of the backyard garden but it tells so many stories of my traits and values, evokes so many emotions.
By Seema Patel5 days ago in Poets
Listen I Kind Of Need Some Help, Listen I Have No Family, Where Will I Reside If I Am Like Sorta Happy, Where?
I have no person who would want to marry me !? I have no person who is attracted to me !? I have no person on this planet who can tolerate me ! - What then do I do !?
By 365poetry5 days ago in Poets