The Shore

Just one small grain of sand…

She Did Not Know

For when the axe-man came,
Her beauty was to blame…

Treasure Map

The tales of old,
Of treasured gold,
An ‘X’ on the map marks the spot.

Sahara

You are my vampent desert,
My scorched, dry earth,
Your love as shifting as the sands,
The pervasive grit that scratches with your words,
Creeps into every opening of my soul.

Tears in the Sand

If amidst the dry and sandy sea,
They could sit right across from me,
Would we still kill one another,
Or would we have seen a brother.

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life